A sense snbl'me 

 Of sometliing far more deeply interfused, 

 Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns. 

 And the round ocean, and the living air, 

 And the blue sky, and in the mind of man j 

 A motion and a spirit that impels 

 All thinking things, all objects of all thought. 

 And rolls through all things. 



In all things, in all natures, in the starq 

 Of azure heaven, the nnenduring clouds, 

 In flower and tree, in every pebbly stone 

 That paves the brooks, the stationary rocks. 

 The moving waters and the invisible air. 



WORDSWOETH, 



