|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|AUTHOR:||William Wordsworth (17701850)|
|QUOTATION:||Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:|
The soul that rises with us, our lifes star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar.
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory, do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy.
|ATTRIBUTION:||Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5.|
|WORKS:||William Wordsworth Collection.|