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Standing upon the shore of all we know
We linger for a moment doubtfully,
Then with a song upon our lips, sail we
Across the harbor bar – no chart to show,
No light to warn of rocks which lie below
But let us put forth courageously.

T.S. Eliot, 'At Graduation 1905'

Fare forward, voyagers!

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From: Ken Armstrong <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Tuesday, February 19, 2013 11:16 AM
Subject: Re: TS Eliot: At Graduation 1905

    //So in effect it neither requires forgiveness nor is it unfortunate.//