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Imagination

    This spiritual Love acts not nor can exist
    Without Imagination, which, in truth,
    Is but another name for absolute power
    And clearest insight, amplitude of mind,
    An Reason in her most exalted mood.
    This faculty hath been the feeding source
    Of our long labour; we have traced the stream
    From the blind cavern whence is faintly heard
    Its natal murmur; followed it to light
    And open day; accompanied its course
    among the ways of Nature, for a time
    Lost sight of it bewildered and engulfed;
    Then given it greeting as it rose once more
    In strength, reflecting from its placid breast
    The works of man and face of human life;
    And lastly, from its progress have we drawn
    Faith in life endless, the sustaining thought
    Of human Being, Eternity, and God.

    — William Wordsworth