Come my friends,
‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world,
For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset.
And though we are not now that strength which in 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 Lord Tennyson –