Wisdom and Spirit of the universe!
Thou Soul, that art the Eternity of thought!
And giv'st to forms and images a breath
And everlasting motion! not in vain,
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The 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 thus The elements of feeling and of thought, Great poem with such brilliant lines. Thanks poet.
Passions that built up our human souls.with enduring thoughts, life and nature, purifying elements of feelings and thoughts Until, recognise a grandeur in the beatings of the heart.
the village-clock tolled six- I wheeled about, Proud and exulting like an untired horse That cares not for his home.- All shod with steel We hissed along the polished ice, in games Confederate, imitative of the chase And woodland pleasures, - the resounding horn, The pack loud-chiming, and the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew,