Michael Whelan – “Trantorian Dream” (1983)
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“Whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
’T is the divinity that stirs within us;
’T is heaven itself, that points out our hereafter
And intimates eternity to man.
Eternity!—thou pleasing, dreadful thought!”
“But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amid the war of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds!”
— Joseph Addison, “Cato”, Act V. Sc. 1