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 Of tides obedient to external force, And currents self-determined, as might seem, Or by some inner Power; of moments awful, Now in thy inner life, and now abroad, When Power stream'd from thee, and thy soul received The light reflected, as a light bestow'd— Of Fancies fair, and milder hours of youth, Hyblean murmurs of Poetic Thought Industrious in its Joy, in Vales and Glens Native or outland, Lakes and famous Hills! Or on the lonely High-road, when the Stars Were rising; or by secret Mountain-streams, The Guides and the Companions of thy way!


 * Of more than Fancy, of the Social Sense

Distending wide, and Man belov'd as Man, Where France in all her Towns lay vibrating Even as a Bark becalm'd beneath the Burst Of Heaven's immediate Thunder, when no cloud Is visible, or shadow on the Main. For thou wert there, thine own brows garlanded, Amid the tremor of a realm aglow, Amid a mighty nation jubilant,