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Myself not least, but honour'd of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains : but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge, like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
This is my son, mine own Telemachus,
A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early
morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the
"lis the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews
call, Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley
Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy
tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to
rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West.
Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow
shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Here about the beach I wander'd, nourishing a youth
sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of
When the centuries behind me like a fruitful land
reposed; When I clung to all the present for the promise that it
When I dipt into the future far as human eye could
see; Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that