And I have felt
A presence that stirs me with the joy 
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
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 woman and man:
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things.
— WILLIAM WORDSWORTH | TINTERN ABBEY - EXCERPT EDITED