Whether we be young or old,
Our destiny, our being's heart and home,
Is with infinitude, and only there;
With hope it is, hope that can never die,
Effort, and expectation, and desire,
And something evermore about to be.
Source: The Prelude, VI. 603
-- William Wordsworth, (Apr 7 1770-1850), English poet; His Lyrical Ballads, 1798 are noted for their worship of nature and humanitarianism; poet laureate, 1843-50.