I was reading Tennyson the other day because they quoted him in SkyFall. Why IS it we don't read poetry any more? Or do we? I hadn't seen this in years: (it's the conclusion of Tennyson's Ulysses).
Though 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. -
Isn't that beautiful? You could discuss it for days, really. Or I could.
(Is "really" a disjunct? It seems "really" has taken on a new life recently, with young people, who use it as "really? REALLY?" Meaning I can't believe you did/ said, whatever that.