Poetry corner

Something reminded me of a poem I read and memorized at school: W B Yeats, "Sailing to Byzantium". So I did a search:

http://www.tpk.net/~ekidd/poetry/byzantium.html

It's like an Extropian manifesto.

Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity