...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy ; Bat he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy : The youth, who daily farther from the east Mast travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended ; At...

...God turns the mill, who shall stop it? There is a spark from the good God in us all. " O» j°y tha* in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive." Methinks I see some thoughtful man, studious of truth, his intellectual piety writ on his tall pale...

...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ; The youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended ; At...

...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy ; But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended ; At...

...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, 130 Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! For oft when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which...

...we can share this happiness. My life is perfect here with my mother. . . . and deep almost as life! O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! I memorized these lines for the teacher, Mrs. Palmer, and I was the best memorizer and when our mother...

...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length...

...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length...

...her inmate man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. ******* 0 joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thor.ght of our past years in me doth breed Perpatual benedictions : not indeed Foi that which is most...

...thus death was not a frightening prospect but a liberation from the limitations fffphysicalitv. Ojoy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! William Wordsworth, "Intimations of Immortalitv" from Recollections of Earlv Childhood When I telephoned...