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 sunlight silence Extract taken from the poem "High Flight" by John Gillespie Magee, R.C.A.F