Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced on the skies in laughter silvered wings
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, and done a hundred things
you have not even dreamed of - Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence, hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
my eager craft through the footless halls of air
up, up, the long delirious burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
where never lark nor even eagle flew
And while with silent lifting mind i've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity of space
put out my hand, and touched the face of God
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