Wordsworth on the Creative Power of Nature

Points have we all of us within our souls
Where all stand single, this I feel, and make
Breathings for incommunicable powers.
Yet each man is a memory to himself;
And therefore, now that I must quit this theme,
I am not heartless, for there’s not a man
That lives that hath not his god-like hours.
And knows not majestic sway we have,
As natural beings, in the strength of nature.

The Prelude: Newly Edited from the Manuscripts and Fully Illustrated in Color, p 45


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