An excerpt from the inspirational poem Ulysses.
Middle Aged (35-54)
North American (General)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Push off and sitting well in order smite the sounding furrows from my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die. It may be that the gulfs 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 old days moved heaven and earth, 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.