Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
(Wordsworth, Ode on Intimations of Immortality,)
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
(Wordsworth, Ode on Intimations of Immortality,)
