"Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone ..." William Wordsworth

24 August 2020


Come, my friends,
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, from "Ulysses"

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