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...To inquisition, long and. profitless I By pain of heart — now checked — and now impelled— The intellectual Power, through words and things, Went...perilous way ! And from those transports, and these toils abgtrase, Srme trace am I enabled to retain Of tiuie, else lost ;- existing unto me Only by records...

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...life was put To inquisition long and profitless. By pain of heart, now check'd, and now impell'd, The intellectual Power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way." *• He was awakened from his trance of sorrows by the French Revolution, and for a time felt all the...

...To inquisition, long and profitless ! By pain of heart — now checked — and now impell'd— The intellectual power, through words and things, Went...existing unto me * Only by records in myself not found." It is a trite observation, that this kind of grief can only be healed by lapse of lime; and Wordsworth,...

...an atom of defiling self To mar perfection with a stain of man ! END OF BOOK I. BOOK THE SECOND. The intellectual Power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way. WOKDSWOHTII. Melior origo nos expectat, alius rerum status. Dies isie. |juem tanquam extremum reformidas,...

...defiling self To mar perfection with a stain of man ! END oF nooK I. BOOK THE SECOND. The intelleetual Power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way. WORDSWORTH. Melior origo nos expeetat, alius rerum status. Dies isle, quern laniluam extremum reformidas,...

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