Tintern Abbey

                                    And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with joy
Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply infused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man :
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of thought,
And rolls through all things.

William WORDSWORTH, Tintern Abbey