High Flight

Oh, I Have Slipped The Surly Bonds Of Earth
And Danced The Skies On Laughter Silvered Wings
Sunward, I've Climbed And Joined The Tumbling Mirth
Of Sun Split Clouds And Done A Hundred Things

You Have Not Dreamed Of Wheeled And Soared And Swung
High In The Sunlit Silence, Hov'ring There
I've Chased The Shouting Wind Along And Flung
My Eager Craft Through Footless Halls Of Air

Up, Up The Long, Delirious, Burning Blue
I've Topped The Wind Swept Heights With Easy Grace
Where Never Lark Or Even Eagle Flew
And While With Silent, Lifting Mind I've Trod
The High Untrespassed Sanctity Of Space
Put Out My Hand And Touched The Face Of God

Written By John Gillespie Magee Jr.
A 19-Year Old American Volunteer With The Royal Canadian Air Force
He Was Killed In Action
December 11--1941

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