...applications of science, still the shadow of that other world of mystery haunts them. It " broods o'er them like the Day, a master o'er a slave," "a Presence which is not to be put by." 1 B. Saisset. They cannot escape from it. The mind most averse to what it considers speculative and...

...applications of science, still the shadow of that other world of mystery haunts them. It " broods o'er them like the Day, a master o'er a slave," "a Presence which is not to be put by." 1 B. Saisset. They cannot escape from it. The mind most averse to what it considers speculative and...

...deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,— Mighty Prophet 1 Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all onr lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods...

...deaf and silent read'st the eternal deep, haunted for ever by the eternal Mind,— Mighty prophet I Seer blest ! on whom those truths do rest which we...o'er a slave, a presence which is not to be put by ; thou little child, yet glorious in the might of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, why with...

...the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep. Haunted for ever by the eternal Mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do...thy immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er the slave, A presence which is not to be put by; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born...

...the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,...

...Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer bleft ! On whom thofe truths do reft, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, Thou, over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a mafter o'er a flave, A prefence which is not to be put by; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might...

...heritage with which he aligns himself intensifies his unease: his "Immortality" "broods" over him, "a Master o'er a Slave, / A Presence which is not to be put by." Through its vision of transformation Virgil's poem effortlessly reconciles the roles of son and parents,...

...the unworn' to To bite nothings to the bone ....', with Wordsworth in 'Intimations of Immortality': Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave ... Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly...

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