Anonymous ID: 75a13c May 18, 2019, 2:33 a.m. No.6527280   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

For the Planefags.

 

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth

And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward Iโ€™ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth

Of sun-split clouds, โ€“ and done a hundred things

You have not dreamed of โ€“ wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hovโ€™ring there,

Iโ€™ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung

My eager craft through footless halls of airโ€ฆ

 

Up, up the long, delirious burning blue

Iโ€™ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or ever eagle flew โ€“

And, while with silent, lifting mind Iโ€™ve trod

The high untrespassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

 

John Gillespie Magee

An Anglo-American aviator and poet. Magee served in the Royal Canadian Air Force, which he joined before the United States entered the war; he died in a mid-air collision over Lincolnshire in 1941.