Thursday, July 29, 2004

Dead poets society....

I'd like to claim I know this piece of prose as a result of my high brow literary accomplishments. Fact is I first heard it on a Robin Williams film called 'Dead Poets Society.' Never the less its is an astounding piece of writing and well worth including in my blogg as a personal aspiration. Welcome me Hyberborea my home.

'Come, my friends.'T is not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite 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.'

Alfred Lord Tennyson. Ulysses.