From ODE: INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem ...

from ODE: INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find ...