-William Wordsworth

Wisdom and spirit of the Universe!Thou soul is the eternity of thought!That giv'st to forms and images a breathAnd everlasting motion! Not in vainBy day or star-light thus from by first dawnOf childhood didst thou intertwine for meThe passions that build up our human soul,Not with the mean and vulgar works of man,But with high objects, with enduring things,With life and nature, purifying thusThe elements of feeling and of thought,And sanctifying, by such disciplineBoth pain and fear, until we recognizeA grandeur in the beatings of the heart.