I cannot rest from travel…

  March 10, 2015

313330_439386062809957_1309965786_nI cannot rest from travel;

I will drink Life to the lees. All times I have enjoyed greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those that loved me, and alone; on shore, and when thro’ scudding drifts the rainy Hyades vext the dim sea. I am become a name; for always roaming with a hungry heart much have I seen and known

I am a part of all that I have met.

How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As tho’ to breathe were life!

One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Excerpts from Lord Tennyson’s poem, Ulysses.

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