DrConway
rabble-rouser
Babbler # 490
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posted 18 November 2002 11:35 PM
From Tennyson's Ulysses, we have the following rather interesting snippet: quote: '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.
While we're on the subject of uplifting thoughts, it's time for some prose. quote: "Real Heroes Work Here," proclaims the United Way banner hanging in the Great Hall of the SA Campus Centre. It seems a bit hokey, a little naive. We no longer believe that the people working around us are heroes or that our society is at all heroic. Once upon a time we did believe in a land of heroes, not back in the dark ages but about 50 years ago.
... and the final rousing words, some paragraphs down: quote: Now, think of how you can pick up the standard they carried home -- that of a "land fit for heroes."
I always get goosebumps when I read that last line. [ November 18, 2002: Message edited by: DrConway ]
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