Date: w. 1805
"Call we this / But a persuasion taken up by Thee / In friendship; yet the mind is to herself / Witness and judge, and I remember well / That in life's every-day appearances / I seem'd about this period to have sight / Of a new world, a world, too, that was fit / To be transmitted and made visibl...
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Date: w. 1805
"But all the meditations of mankind, / Yea, all the adamantine holds of truth, / By reason built, or passion, which itself / Is highest reason in a soul sublime; / The consecrated works of Bard and Sage, / Sensuous or intellectual, wrought by men, / Twin labourers and heirs of the same hopes, / W...
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Date: w. 1805
"Oh! why hath not the mind / Some element to stamp her image on / In nature somewhat nearer to her own?"
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Date: w. 1805
"Why, gifted with such powers to send abroad / Her spirit, must it lodge in shrines so frail?"
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Date: w. 1805
"Hitherto, / In progress through this Verse, my mind hath look'd / Upon the speaking face of earth and heaven / As her prime Teacher, intercourse with man / Establish'd by the sovereign Intellect, / Who through that bodily Image hath diffus'd / A soul divine which we participate, / A deathless sp...
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Date: w. 1805
"Yes, I remember, when the changeful earth, / And twice five seasons on my mind had stamp'd / The faces of the moving year."
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Date: w. 1805
"And I have scarcely pitied him; have felt / A reverence for a Being thus employ'd; / And thought that in the blind and awful lair / Of such a madness, reason did lie couch'd."
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Date: 1850
Imagination is "reason in her most exalted mood"
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Date: 1850
"This faculty [Imagination/Reason] hath been the feeding source / Of our long labour: we have traced the stream / From the blind cavern whence is faintly heard /Its natal murmur; followed it to light / And open day"
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Date: 1850
"My own voice cheered me, and, far more, the mind's / Internal echo of the imperfect sound; / To both I listened, drawing from them both / A cheerful confidence in things to come"
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