"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised"
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Source: Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood l. 146 (1807)
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