Wordsworth's Tintern Abbey is, quite unambiguously, concerned with the nature of memory and recollection; the poet has been to this view of the English country side and the Wye river* five years before, and has remembered it all this time; not in a staid philistine way ("Oh yeah I went to that place during the summer, now let's talk about cell phones."), but in a way as invests it with a tremendous living significance, a vision of what things really are:

"Nor less, I trust,/To them I may have owed another gift,/O aspect more sublime; that blessed mood,/In which the burden of the mystery ,/In which the affections gently lead us on,--/Until, the breath of this corporeal frame/And even the motion of our human blood/Almost suspended, we are laid asleep/In body, and become a living soul:/While with an eye made quiet by the power/Of harmony, and the deep power of joy,/We see into the life of things."

We see into the life of things. Is this not what the Aesthetic Hero strives to do? Is this then, for Wordsworth, what an epiphany is, when we see into the life of things? "Almost suspended, we are laid asleep/In body and become a living soul." This is almost like the Religous Epiphany, where one is struck down by the sheer sublimity of what is being beheld. This came to the poet with a view of Tintern Abbey, yet this sublime power, while transcendent, isn't explicitly aligned with a standard Christian notion of God. Calling Wordsworth's aesthetic a kind of animism seems a rather gross oversimplification, but perhaps on the direction to the right path. This path would lead of course to Tintern Abbey. Or to Hylite, or to the M or to any other place in this Beautiful World of Ours. Because it is these experiances that could help free us from distracting distraction and allow us to see into the life of things. Or Kari could be completely off-base, that is also possible.