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[Karen Wong <karenw@OLYMPUS.PUB-LIB.CI.IRVING.TX.US>]

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The poem is called High Flight, written by John Gillespie Magee.  It does
appear in Granger's somewhere.  We have it in a newspaper article that came
out when Reagan made his speech about the Challenger crash.

Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence.  Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.

Up, the long, delirious, burning blue
I've tapped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

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