...nation stands on the highest moral station when, looking back, it can appropriate the poet's words — "The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction/'* The legendary history of Britain, which is now become so obsolete, did, in its own time, good service...

...that in our embers Is something that doth live, — That nature yet remembers What was so" fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thank and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from...

...in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be bless'd ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood,...sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Black misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which...

...remembers What was so fugitive I The thought of our past yeara in me doth breed Perpetual benedictious : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in bis breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings...

...in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to bo bless'd ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood,...rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breaet : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings...

...! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in las breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings...

...12 fancy, and half in dreamland, half in the land of spiritual realities, we murmur with Wordsworth: '•The thought of our past years in me doth breed...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-Hedged hope still nuttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise;...

...blest ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-Hedged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But fur those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vauishings ; Blank...

...melody sweet in proportion to its age." * Such a one may adopt the beautiful line of Wordsworth : " The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction." A well-spent life insures a calm and beautiful old age : though its summer heats may be succeeded by...

...I that in our embers Is something that doth live ; That nature yet remembers What was BO fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed POT that which U most worthy to be blest,— Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether...