...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest, With new-born hope for ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realiz'd, High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing...

...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :— Not for these I raise The song...our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprized ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may,...

...Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :Not for these [ raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those...our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprized ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may,...

...liberty the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The song...affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold...

...liberty the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The song...which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing.surprised ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what...

...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still flutteringin his breast :Not for these I raise The song of thanks...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing...

...or intellectual world can satisfy or fulfil. VOL, XXIV. — — — Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings,...nature Did tremble, like a guilty thing surprised ! 4E Oh, Wordsworth, thou too art a poet ! — and like Shakspeare, Read'st the eternal deep Haunted...

...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest. With new-born hope for ever in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of...affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day. Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold...

...obstinate question ings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Black misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High...affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold...

...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breuti— Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; . Uphold...