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    Ulysses gives a speech to his men arguing they should not rest, but continue their travels seeking new adventures. He says his spirit yearns for knowledge and new experiences. Though old in age, their souls remain as strong as in their youth. He proposes they set sail once more to explore beyond the sunset, perhaps reaching the mythical Happy Isles and meeting heroes of old like Achilles.

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    Ulysses gives a speech to his men arguing they should not rest, but continue their travels seeking new adventures. He says his spirit yearns for knowledge and new experiences. Though old in age, their souls remain as strong as in their youth. He proposes they set sail once more to explore beyond the sunset, perhaps reaching the mythical Happy Isles and meeting heroes of old like Achilles.

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    18

    TENNYSON,

    Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander
    ;

    more.

    ULYSSES.
    It
    little profits

    that an idle king,

    By

    this still hearth,

    among

    these barren crags,

    Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not
    me.
    I

    cannot rest from travel


    :

    I will

    drink

    Life to the lees

    all

    times

    have enjoy'd

    Greatly, have suffer 'd greatly, both with those

    That loved me, and alone


    :

    on shore, and when


    10
    ;

    Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades

    Vext the dim sea I am become a name For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known cities of men
    ;

    And manners,
    And drunk
    I

    climates, councils, governments.


    all
    ;

    Myself not least, but honoured of them


    delight of battle with
    of

    15

    my
    ;

    peers.

    Far on the ringing plains

    windy Troy.

    am

    a part of

    all

    that
    is

    have met

    Yet

    all

    experience

    an arch where thro'


    world, whose

    Gleams that
    fades

    untravell'd

    margin

    20

    rL yssKS.
    For ever and
    for ever
    is

    19

    when

    move.
    end,
    !

    How
    To As
    Were
    Little

    dull it

    to pause, to

    make an

    rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use


    tho' to breathe were
    all
    life.

    Life piled

    on

    life
    '25

    too

    little,
    :

    and

    of

    one to
    is

    me
    saved

    remains

    but every hour

    From

    that eternal silence, soinething- inore,


    ;

    new things and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle
    bringer of
    Well-loved of me, discerning to
    fulfil

    :^(i

    33

    This labour, by slow prudence to

    make mild

    rugged people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere

    Of

    common

    duties, decent not to fail

    40

    In offices of tenderness, and pay

    Meet adoration to

    my
    ;

    household gods,
    his

    When

    am
    lies

    gone.

    He works

    work,

    mine.
    :

    There

    the port

    the vessel puffs her sail

    There gloom the dark broad seas.


    Souls that have with me
    toil'd,

    My

    mariners,

    4.5

    and wrought, and thought

    That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads you and I are old

    20

    TEXxrsox.
    toil
    ;

    Old age hath yet his honour and his

    so

    Death closes

    all

    l)ut

    something ere the end,

    Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
    The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks The long day wanes the slow moon climbs
    :

    the

    55

    deep

    Sloans
    'Tis

    round

    with

    many

    voices.

    Come,

    my

    friends,

    not too late to seek a newer


    off,

    ^vorld.

    and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows for mv purpose holds
    ;

    Push

    To
    Of
    It

    sail
    all

    beyond the sunset, and the baths


    I die.

    m
    :

    the western stars, until

    It

    may may

    be that the gulfs will be

    wash us down

    we
    is

    shall touch the

    Happy
    ;

    Isles,

    And
    Tho'

    see the great Achilles,

    whom we
    abides

    knew.
    .">

    and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven that which we are, we
    taken,
    ;

    much

    much

    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 vield.

    70

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