Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Fleetwood Mac - Dreams

http://www.hq.nasa.gov/alsj/Hengeveld_EagleHasLanded.jpgHe clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
The Eagle by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
~John Barrymore

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