”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 l die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: lt may be we shall touch the Happy lsles, And see great Achilles, whom we knew.
Though much is taken,much abides; and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth & heaven,that which 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.”
In Life , One Never Quits; dare l Say ?
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