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John Bartlett (1820–1905).  Familiar Quotations, 10th ed.  1919.
 
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William Wordsworth. (1770–1850) (continued)
 
5027
    At length the man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5.
5028
    The thought of our past years in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 9.
5029
              Those obstinate questionings
    Of sense and outward things,
    Fallings from us, vanishings,
    Blank misgivings of a creature
Moving about in worlds not realized,
High instincts before which our mortal nature
Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 9.
5030
    Truths that wake,
To perish never.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 9.
5031
        Though inland far we be,
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
    Which brought us hither.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 9.
5032
    Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 10.
5033
    In years that bring the philosophic mind.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 10.
5034
    The clouds that gather round the setting sun
Do take a sober colouring from an eye
That hath kept watch o’er man’s mortality.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 11.
5035
    To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
          Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 11.
5036
    Two voices are there: one is of the sea,
One of the mountains,—each a mighty voice.
          Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland.
5037
    Earth helped him with the cry of blood. 1
          Song at the Feast of Broughton Castle.
5038
    The silence that is in the starry sky.
          Ibid.
 
Note 1.
This line is from Sir John Beaumont’s “Battle of Bosworth Field.” [back]
 

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