High Flight

John Gillespie Magee, Jr. 


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 sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....

 Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew---
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. 


 John Gillespie Magee, Jr



December 11, 1941 Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee, Jr., was killed.
The Spitfire V he was flying, VZ-H, collided with an Oxford Trainer
He died instantly. He was 19 years old


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