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The immeasurable height
Of woods decaying, never to be decayed,
The stationary blasts of...
Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no...
Visionary power
Attends the motions of the viewless winds,
Embodied in the mystery of...
Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows
Like harmony in music; there is a dark
Inscrutable workmanship that...
A man of hope and forward-looking mind
Even to the last!
Source: The Excursion,...
Where the statue stood
Of Newton with his prism and silent face,
The marble index of a mind for ever
Voyaging...
My apprehensions come in crowds;
I dread the rustling of the grass;
The very shadows of the clouds
Have power...
Whether we be young or old,
Our destiny, our being's heart and home,
Is with infinitude, and only there;
With...
The grim shape
Towered up between me and the stars, and still,
For so it seemed, with purpose of its own
And...
There is
One great society alone on earth:
The noble living and the noble dead.
Brothers all
In honour, as in one community,
Scholars and gentlemen.
Source:...
Rapt into still communion that transcends
The imperfect offices of prayer and praise.
That which sets . . . The budding rose above the rose full blown.
Source: The...
Science appears but what in truth she is,
Not as our glory and our absolute boast,
But as a succedaneum, and a...
Enough, if something from our hands have power
To live, and act, and serve the future hour;
And if, as toward...
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
But to be young was very heaven!
Source:...
Not Chaos, not
The darkest pit of lowest Erebus,
Nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out
By help of dreams...
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the...
Spirits overwrought
Were making night do penance for a day
Spent in a round of strenuous...
Still glides the stream, and shall for ever glide;
The form remains, the function never...