High Flight

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 throughout footless
   halls of air.
Up, up, the 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.

~~ John Gillespie Magee Jr.

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American National Anthem by Francis Scott Key	Borrow Pits By Kenneth L. Erhard	Declaration Document of treason!
Editorial Sometimes original gripes		Flying the U.S. Flag A how-not-to in flag etiquette
Freedom How far will you go?		Heroes Everyone needs a Hero
High Flight By John Gillespie Magee Jr.	Ken's Story By his widow	The Report "Miss Dianne" is MIA
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