...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;...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishmgs ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized,...

...ereed Of Childhood, whether busy or nt rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our moral Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy...

...misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our moral Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised !...shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain-light of all our day, Are yet a master-light of all our seeing; Uphold us—cherish—and...

...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 obsiinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings...

...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...worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our moral Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy...

...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 and praise...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishing* ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realiz'd....

...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...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vauishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized,...

...without appeal in «H questions relating to the influence of external uYnfi upon the pure human soul. Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise, But for those obstinate questioning* Of sense, and outward things, Falling from us: vanishing*. Blank misgivings of a creature...

...to eating our own soub, from the sheer impossibility of an answer. These " Obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings,...realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Doth tremble like a guilty tiling surprised," eternally haunt and trouble us. " Thus lias the bewildered...

...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...