You can find many copies of “High Flight” online. At Parks, “High Flight ” was taped to many dorm walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I\u2019ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, \u2014 and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of\u2014wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov\u2019ring there,
I\u2019ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air\u2026.
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Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue You can find many copies of “High Flight” online. At Parks, “High Flight ” was taped to many dorm walls. High Flight Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of EarthAnd danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;Sunward I\u2019ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirthof sun-split clouds, \u2014 and done a hundred thingsYou have not dreamed […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":258,"parent":94,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-256","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/256","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=256"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/256\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":257,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/256\/revisions\/257"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/94"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/258"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/aportman.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=256"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
I\u2019ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew\u2014
And, while with silent lifting mind I\u2019ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee, Jr., RAF 1922-1941<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"