I have slipped the surly bonds of earth.
High Flight Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the sky 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,…