And Tilt At Windmills Under A Wild Sky

Come! Let us lay a lance in rest,
And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
For who would live so petty and unblest
That dare not tilt at something ere he die;
Rather than, screened by safe majority,
Preserve his little life to little end,
And never raise a rebel cry!
--John Galsworthy (1867--1933)

from Lipan Point (top)
north Tonto near Isis Temple (middle)
bighorns below Horseshoe Mesa (below)