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Alfred, Lord Tennyson, “My Purpose”
Saturday, August 18, 2012 21:41
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“The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
’Tis 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…”
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
’Tis 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…”
~ from “Ulysses,” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
2012-08-18 21:38:10
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