Saturday, 17 July 2010

In reply to a comment on my cruising log, I noted that things seemed more difficult than they used to be because we are ten years older than when we first started cruising in France.

MWNN urged me to re-read Tennyson's Ulysses.

I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed
Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone; on shore,

Tho' much is taken, much abides; 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.