《死亡诗社》
The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
Come, my friends. Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset.
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 the time and fate, but strong in will to strive, to see, to find and not to yield.
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