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...realiz'd, High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty, Thing surpriz'd: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections,...our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; , 155 Uphold us, cherish us, and make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence...

...realized, High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprized ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections,...Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us — cherish-i-and have power to make . Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence...

...and of partial endeavour, from the acknowledgment and influence of those " high instincts" which " Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our sceing ;" to submission to the predominance of unworthy and petty conventions, which in constant succession...

...realized, High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprized! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections,...Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold as — cherish — and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal...

...influences, no higher than which do they go. Against these have arisen the spiritual protests — " Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet the master light of all our being." These declarations are not protests so much as higher assertions...

...death without having known that time whose feeling condenses all other in itself. All have known " Those first affections, Those shadowy recollections,...they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day." Who has not loved, has not lived ; the eycle of their being is incomplete; as yet they know not how...

...Moving about in worlds not realised, Mij;!i instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised : But for those first affections,...: truths that wake, To perish never; Which neither listlcssness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish...

...duty as men — but in the intervals of severe labor, we would refresh ourselves with the memory of those " First affections, Those shadowy recollections,...Which be they what they may, Are yet the fountain ligh{ of all our day." We are not sure that toil, and knowledge which is but a knowledge of evil, and...

...Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised ! But for those first affections,...perish never; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavor, Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy f Hence,...