Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The Best Days...

In book three of his Georgics, Virgil made the very keen observation, "Optima quaeque dies miseris mortalibus aevi / Prima fugit." Translated to English, this means, "The best days are the first to flee from wretched mortals." When looking through photographs tonight, I could not help but to reflect upon these wise words, written nearly two thousand years ago. Here are a few treasured moments that the camera caught and preserved:

 
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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"