Come, my friends/' Tis not too late to seek a newer world.../For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset... It may be that the gulfs will wash us down.../Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'/ We are not now that strength which in 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.
– Alfred Lord Tennyson, "Ulysses"
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