To Strive and Not to Yield

With respect to the 626 squadron.

"Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old; 
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
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."

 

  • Unisex
  • Printed on both sides
  • 160 JERSEY
  • 100% polyester – cotton touch
  • Reinforcing tape on neck
  • Elastane collar
  • Short sleeves
  • Cut and sewn
Size (inches) Chest Waist Length
XS 33 27 26
S 37 30 27
M 40 33 28
L 42 35 29
XL 44 37 30
XXL 47 39 31

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