From The Same II
No mortal object did these eyes behold When first they met the placid light of thine, And my Soul felt her destiny divine, And hope of endless peace in me grew bold: Heaven-born, the Soul a heaven-ward course must hold; Beyond the visible world she soars to seek (For what delights the sense is false and weak) Ideal Form, the universal mould. The wise man, I affirm, can find no rest In that which perishes: nor will he lend His heart to aught which doth on time depend. 'Tis sense, unbridled will, and not true love, That kills the soul: love betters what is best, Even here below, but more in heaven above.
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"No mortal object did these eyes behold..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Wordsworth delivers a powerful performance in "From The Same II"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...