From God, who is our home:

Heaven lies about us in our infancy.

Ode. Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5.

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At length the man perceives it die away,

And fade into the light of common day.

Ode. Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5.

The thought of our past years in me doth breed

Perpetual benediction.

Ode. Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 9.