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To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (8952)3/26/1998 11:47:00 AM
From: Janice Shell  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
"we have loosed the surly bonds of earth to touch the face of God" or some such thing? I wonder where she found that.

Now jfred, you dlot. It's from a very well-known poem. Not a particularly good one, but well-known. Forget who wrote it, but for some reason it was once used as the signoff for more than one TV station. Which is why I know about it.



To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (8952)3/26/1998 11:53:00 AM
From: Jacques Chitte  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
I think the line was from McGee's classic poem, "High Flight".



To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (8952)3/26/1998 12:26:00 PM
From: Rambi  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
High Flight
John MAgee

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 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 windswept 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.

A beautiful poem from an anthology of Poetry about Airplanes, Pilots and Flying
An uncle of Dan's (a college prof and pilot)has a poem in it, which is why I happen to have it.