Ulysses's invitation

	.....Come, my friends,
        'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
	Push off, and sitting well in order smite
	The sounding furrows; for 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.

	Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
	We are not now that strength which in the 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 Tennyson (Ulysses)