"Our b
irth
is but a sleep and a forgett
ing;
The soul that r
ises w
ith us, our l
ife"s star,
Hath had elsewhere
its sett
ing,
And cometh from afar;
Not
in ent
ire forgetfulness,
And not
in utter nakedness,
But ra
il
ing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who
is our home."
-W
ill
iam Wordsworth (1770-1850)