But, by the storms of circumstance unshaken, And subject neither to eclipse nor wane, Duty exists; — immutably survive, For our support, the measures and the forms, Which an abstract intelligence supplies; Whose kingdom is, where time and space are... The excursion, being a portion of The recluse, a poem - Sida 101 efter William Wordsworth - 1857 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning -
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