...eating our own souls, from the sheer impossibility of an answer. These " Obstinate qnestionings 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 Doth tremble like a guilty thing...

...nature yet remembers What was so fugitive The thought of our past years in mo doth breed, Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy...rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breasts -Not for thee I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of...

...years in me both breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed Yor that which is most worthy to be bleat — Delight, and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new fledged hope «till flattering In his breast — " But for those first affections, Those shadowy...

...nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy...simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, 96 » With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast — Not for these I raise The song of thanks...

...the seas of questions. Jeremy Taylor, The great Exemplar ( 1 649) 11 Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings: Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realised. William Wordsworth, Ode: Intimations of Immortality (1807) 12 He is the one...

...fugitive ! The thor.ght of our past years in me doth breed Perpatual benedictions : not indeed Foi that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight and...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in Ms breast . — * Juv. xi. 21— Ed. Hot for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for...

...the time of the French revolution), to the 'mad endeavour' - but rather, and here's the paradox, ... for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward...creature Moving about in worlds not realized. High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised. It is only because...

...Wordsworth, in the 'Ode on the Intimations of Immortality', speaks of Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings;...of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized. Augustine talks about 'our hearts being restless till they find rest in thee'. Part of the human situation...

...the suspense and serve as an introductory ascent to the main thought: those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature oo Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like...

...nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy...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...