By and by Man will try br To get out into the sky, br Sailing far beyond the air br From Down and Here to Up and There. br Stars and sky, sky and stars br Make us feel the prison bars. br br Suppose it done. Now we ride br Closed in steel, up there, outside br Through our port-holes see the vast br Heaven-scape go rushing past. br Shall we? All that meets the eye br Is sky and stars, stars and sky. br br Points of light with black between br Hang like a painted scene br Motionless, no nearer there br Than on Earth, everywhere br Equidistant from our ship. br Heaven has given us the slip. br br Hush, be still. Outer space br Is a concept, not a place. br Try no more. Where we are br Never can be sky or star. br From prison, in a prison, we fly; br There's no way into the sky.