Wordsworth? Words words. Too many words, at too great a length.
Sometimes, though, he could hit the target with one shot.
A SLUMBER DID MY SPIRIT SEAL,
by William Wordsworth.A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years.No motion has she now, no force;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,
With rocks, and stones, and trees.
From
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH, SELECTED POETRY.
The Modern Library, New York, 1950.
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