...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank, misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized ; High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing...

...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ;...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized ; High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing...

...to eating our own soub, from the sheer impossibility of an answer. These " Obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Doth tremble like a guilty tiling...

...Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breasts -Not for thee I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those...vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing...

...creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, * After this line, in the Edition of 1815, came the following :— To whom...

..."With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thank and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings...Fallings from us, vanishings ; , Blank misgivings of a creuture Moving about in worlds not realized ; High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble...

...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise - The song of thanks and praise...sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Black misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which...

...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breaet : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward thmgs, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Black misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized,...

...equally with those whom we have named with him, he was a stranger to " those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realised," which haunt the poetry of Wordsworth and Coleridge. From the conscientious...

...equally with those whom we have named with him, he was a stranger to " those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized," which haunt the poetry of Wordsworth and Coleridge. From the conscientious...