To sail beyond the sunset (Kathryn Rose)
- Editor: Kathryn Rose (submitted 2014-03-22). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 70 kB Copyright: CC BY SA
- Edition notes:
First published: 2006
Original text and translations
Come, my friends, 'tis 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.
It may be that the gulf will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Though much is taken, much abides,
And though we are not now that strength which in the old days moved Earth and Heaven,
That which we are, we are;
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.