...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest, With new-born hope for ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realiz'd, High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing...

...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest. With new-born hope for ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of...those .obstinate questionings. Of sense and outward thingsy Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realiz'd,...

...liberty, the simple 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...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...

...Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :Not for these [ 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...

...liberty the simple 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...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.surprised...

...Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, . ' . _ . ' > With new-fledged hope still fluttering in bis breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from as, vanishing* ; 242 Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not...

...the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in hi* breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks...praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense nnd outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds...

...or intellectual world can satisfy or fulfil. VOL, XXIV. — — — Those 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 Did tremble, like a guilty...

...liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest. With new-born hope for ever in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks...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...

...liberty, the simple 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; But for those obstinate question ings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Black misgivings of a creature...