A Newer World
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;
The long day wanes, the low moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson,
Ulysses
images © 1998 by Randy Wang
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