arelineswhichhavedonemuchmischief。Asregardsthegreatertruths，menoftenererrbyseekingthematthebottomthanatthetop；Truthliesinthehugeabysseswherewisdomissought-notinthepalpablepalaceswheresheisfound。Theancientswerenotalwaysrightinhiding-thegoddessinawell；witnessthelightwhichBaconhasthrownuponphilosophy；witnesstheprinciplesofourdivinefaith-thatmoralmechanismbywhichthesimplicityofachildmayoverbalancethewisdomofaman。
　　“WeseeaninstanceofColeridge’sliabilitytoerr，inhis’BiographiaLiteraria’professedlyhisliterarylifeandopinions，but，infact，atreatise_deomniscibilietquibusdamaliis。_Hegoeswrongbyreasonofhisveryprofundity，andofhiserrorwehaveanaturaltypeinthecontemplationofastar。Hewhoregardsitdirectlyandintenselysees，itistrue，thestar，butitisthestarwithoutaray-whilehewhosurveysitlessinquisitivelyisconsciousofallforwhichthestarisusefultousbelow-itsbrilliancyanditsbeauty。
　　“AstoWordsworth，Ihavenofaithinhim。ThathehadinyouththefeelingsofapoetIbelieve-forthereareglimpsesofextremedelicacyinhiswritings-anddelicacyisthepoet’sownkingdom-his_ElDorado-butthey_havetheappearanceofabetterdayrecollected；andglimpses，atbest，arelittleevidenceofpresentpoeticfire；weknowthatafewstragglingflowersspringupdailyinthecrevicesoftheglacier。
　　“Hewastoblameinwearingawayhisyouthincontemplationwiththeendofpoetizinginhismanhood。Withtheincreaseofhisjudgmentthelightwhichshouldmakeitapparenthasfadedaway。Hisjudgmentconsequentlyistoocorrect。Thismaynotbeunderstood-buttheoldGothsofGermanywouldhaveunderstoodit，whousedtodebatemattersofimportancetotheirStatetwice，oncewhendrunk，andoncewhensober-soberthattheymightnotbedeficientinformalitydrunklesttheyshouldbedestituteofvigor。
　　“Thelongwordydiscussionsbywhichhetriestoreasonusintoadmirationofhispoetry，speakverylittleinhisfavor：theyarefullofsuchassertionsasthisIhaveopenedoneofhisvolumesatrandom-“Ofgeniustheonlyproofistheactofdoingwellwhatisworthytobedone，andwhatwasneverdonebefore；’-indeed？thenitfollowsthatindoingwhatisunworthytobedone，orwhat_has_beendonebefore，nogeniuscanbeevinced；yetthepickingofpocketsisanunworthyact，pocketshavebeenpickedtimeimmemorial，andBarrington，thepickpocket，inpointofgenius，wouldhavethoughthardofacomparisonwithWilliamWordsworth，thepoet。
　　“Again，inestimatingthemeritofcertainpoems，whethertheybeOssian’sorMacpherson’scansurelybeoflittleconsequence，yet，inordertoprovetheirworthlessness，Mr。W。hasexpendedmanypagesinthecontroversy。_Tantaeneanimis？_Cangreatmindsdescendtosuchabsurdity？
　　Butworsestill：thathemaybeardowneveryargumentinfavorofthesepoems，hetriumphantlydragsforwardapassage，inhisabominationwithwhichheexpectsthereadertosympathize。Itisthebeginningoftheepicpoem’Temora。’’ThebluewavesofUllinrollinlight；thegreenhillsarecoveredwithday；treesshaketheirdustyheadsinthebreeze。’Andthisthisgorgeous，yetsimpleimagery，whereallisaliveandpantingwithimmortality-this，WilliamWordsworth，theauthorof’PeterBell，’has_selected_forhiscontempt。Weshallseewhatbetterhe，inhisownperson，hastooffer。Imprimis：
　　“’Andnowshe’satthepony’stail，Andnowshe’satthepony’shead，Onthatsidenow，andnowonthis；
　　And，almoststifledwithherbliss，AfewsadtearsdoesBettyshed……
　　Shepatsthepony，whereorwhenSheknowsnot……happyBettyFoy！
　　Oh，Johnny，nevermindthedoctor！’
　　Secondly：
　　“’Thedewwasfallingfast，the-starsbegantoblink；
　　Iheardavoice：itsaid-“Drink，prettycreature，drink！”
　　And，lookingo’erthehedge，be-foremeIespiedAsnow-whitemountainlamb，witha-maidenatitsside。
　　Noothersheepwasnear，thelambwasallalone，Andbyaslendercordwas-tether’dtoastone。’
　　“Now，wehavenodoubtthisisalltrue：wewillbelieveit，indeedwewill，Mr。W。Isitsympathyforthesheepyouwishtoexcite？Iloveasheepfromthebottomofmyheart。
　　“Butthereareoccasions，dearB-，thereareoccasionswhenevenWordsworthisreasonable。EvenStamboul，itissaid，shallhaveanend，andthemostunluckyblundersmustcometoaconclusion。Hereisanextractfromhispreface：-
　　“’Thosewhohavebeenaccustomedtothephraseologyofmodemwriters，iftheypersistinreadingthisbooktoaconclusion_impossible！will，_nodoubt，havetostrugglewithfeelingsofawkwardness；ha！ha！ha！theywilllookroundforpoetryha！ha！ha！ha！，andwillbeinducedtoinquirebywhatspeciesofcourtesytheseattemptshavebeenpermittedtoassumethattitle。’Ha！ha！ha！ha！ha！
　　“Yet，letnotMr。W。despair；hehasgivenimmortalitytoawagon，andthebeeSophocleshastransmittedtoeternityasoretoe，anddignifiedatragedywithachorusofturkeys。
　　“OfColeridge，Icannotspeakbutwithreverence。Histoweringintellect！
　　hisgiganticpower！Touseanauthorquotedbyhimself，_’Taitrouv？
　　souventquelaplupartdessectesontraisondansunebonnepartiedecequ’ellesavancent，maisnonpasencequ’ellesnient，’and_toemployhisownlanguage，hehasimprisonedhisownconceptionsbythebarrierhehaserectedagainstthoseofothers。Itislamentabletothinkthatsuchamindshouldbeburiedinmetaphysics，and，liketheNyctanthes，wasteitsperfumeuponthenightalone。Inreadingthatman’spoetry，Itremblelikeonewhostandsuponavolcano，consciousfromtheverydarknessburstingfromthecrater，ofthefireandthelightthatarewelteringbelow。
　　“Whatispoetry？-Poetry！thatProteus-likeidea，withasmanyappellationsasthenine-titledCorcyra！’Giveme，’Idemandedofascholarsometimeago，’givemeadefinitionofpoetry。’_’Tr鑣volontiers；’_andheproceededtohislibrary，broughtmeaDr。Johnson，andoverwhelmedmewithadefinition。ShadeoftheimmortalShakespeare！IimaginetomyselfthescowlofyourspiritualeyeupontheprofanityofthatscurrilousUrsaMajor。Thinkofpoetry，dearB-，thinkofpoetry，andthenthinkofDr。
　　SamuelJohnson！Thinkofallthatisairyandfairy-like，andthenofallthatishideousandunwieldy；thinkofhishugebulk，theElephant！andthen-andthenthinkofthe’Tempest’-the’Midsummer-Night’sDream’-
　　ProsperoOberon-andTitania！
　　“Apoem，inmyopinion，isopposedtoaworkofsciencebyhaving，forits_immediate_object，pleasure，nottruth；toromance，byhaving，foritsobject，an_indefinite_insteadofa_definite_pleasure，beingapoemonlysofarasthisobjectisattained；romancepresentingperceptibleimageswithdefinite，poetrywithindefinitesensations，towhichendmusicisan_essential，since_thecomprehensionofsweetsoundisourmostindefiniteconception。Music，whencombinedwithapleasurableidea，ispoetry；music，withouttheidea，issimplymusic；theidea，withoutthemusic，isprose，fromitsverydefinitiveness。
　　“Whatwasmeantbytheinvectiveagainsthimwhohadnomusicinhissoul？
　　“Tosumupthislongrigmarole，Ihave，dearB-，whatyou，nodoubt，perceive，forthemetaphysicalpoetsaspoets，themostsovereigncontempt。Thattheyhavefollowersprovesnothing-
　　“’NoIndianprincehastohispalaceMorefollowersthanathieftothegallows。
　　SCIENCE！truedaughterofOldTimethouart！
　　Whoalterestallthingswiththypeeringeyes。
　　Whypreyestthouthusuponthepoet’sheart，Vulture，whosewingsaredullrealities？
　　Howshouldhelovethee？orhowdeemtheewise，WhowouldstnotleavehiminhiswanderingToseekfortreasureinthejewelledskiesAlbeithesoaredwithanundauntedwing？
　　HastthounotdraggedDianafromhercar？
　　AnddriventheHamadryadfromthewoodToseekashelterinsomehappierstar？
　　HastthousnottorntheNaiadfromherflood，TheElfinfromthegreengrass，andfrommeThesummerdreambeneaththetamarindtree？
　　O！NOTHINGearthlysavetherayThrownbackfromflowersofBeauty’seye，AsinthosegardenswherethedaySpringsfromthegemsofCircassy-
　　O！nothingearthlysavethethrillOfmelodyinwoodlandrill-
　　Ormusicofthepassion-hearted
　　Joy’svoicesopeacefullydepartedThatlikethemurmurintheshell，Itsechodwellethandwilldwell-
　　Oh，nothingofthedrossofours-
　　Yetallthebeauty-alltheflowersThatlistourLove，anddeckourbowers-
　　Adornyonworldafar，afar-
　　Thewanderingstar。
　　’TwasasweettimeforNesace-forthereHerworldlaylollingonthegoldenair，Nearfourbrightsuns-atemporaryrest-
　　Anoasisindesertoftheblest。
　　*AstarwasdiscoveredbyTychoBrahewhichappearedsuddenlyintheheavens-attained，inafewdays，abrilliancysurpassingthatofJupiter-thenassuddenlydisappeared，andhasneverbeenseensince。
　　Away-away-’midseasofraysthatrollEmpyreansplendoro’erth’unchainedsoul-
　　Thesoulthatscarcethebillowsaresodense
　　Canstruggletoitsdestin’deminence-
　　Todistantspheres，fromtimetotime，sherode，Andlatetoours，thefavour’doneofGod-
　　But，now，therulerofananchor’drealm，Shethrowsasidethesceptre-leavesthehelm，And，amidincenseandhighspiritualhymns，Lavesinquadruplelightherangellimbs。
　　Nowhappiest，loveliestinyonlovelyEarth，Whencesprangthe“IdeaofBeauty“intobirth，Fallinginwreathsthro’manyastartledstar，Likewoman’shair’midpearls，until，afar，ItlitonhillsAchaian，andtheredwelt
　　Shelook’dintoInfinity-andknelt。
　　Richclouds，forcanopies，abouthercurled-
　　Fitemblemsofthemodelofherworld-
　　Seenbutinbeauty-notimpedingsightOfotherbeautyglitteringthro’thelight-
　　Awreaththattwinedeachstarryformaround，Andalltheopal’dairincolorbound。
　　AllhurriedlyshekneltuponabedOfflowers：ofliliessuchasrear’dthehead*OnthefairCapoDeucato，andsprangSoeagerlyaroundabouttohangUpontheflyingfootstepsofdeeppride-
　　哋fherwholov’damortal-andsodied。
　　TheSephalica，buddingwithyoungbees，Uprear’ditspurplestemaroundherknees：
　　*OnSantaMaura-olimDeucadia。？Sappho。
　　*Andgemmyflower，ofTrebizondmisnam’d-
　　Inmateofhigheststars，whereerstitsham’dAllotherloveliness：itshonieddewThefablednectarthattheheathenknew
　　Deliriouslysweet，wasdropp’dfromHeaven，AndfellongardensoftheunforgivenInTrebizond-andonasunnyflowerSolikeitsownabovethat，tothishour，Itstillremaineth，torturingthebeeWithmadness，andunwontedreverie：
　　InHeaven，andallitsenvirons，theleafAndblossomofthefairyplant，ingriefDisconsolatelinger-griefthathangsherhead，Repentingfolliesthatfulllonghavefled，Heavingherwhitebreasttothebalmyair，Likeguiltybeauty，chasten’d，andmorefair：
　　Nyctanthestoo，assacredasthelightShefearstoperfume，perfumingthenight：
　　咥ndClytiaponderingbetweenmanyasun，Whilepettishtearsadownherpetalsrun：
　　嘇ndthataspiringflowerthatsprangonEarth-
　　Anddied，erescarceexaltedintobirth，BurstingitsodorousheartinspirittowingItswaytoHeaven，fromgardenofaking：
　　*ThisflowerismuchnoticedbyLewenhoeckandTournefort。Thebee，feedinguponitsblossom，becomesintoxicated。？Clytia-TheChrysanthemumPeruvianum，or，toemployabetter-knownterm，theturnsol-whichcontinuallyturnstowardsthesun，coversitself，likePeru，thecountryfromwhichitcomes，withdewycloudswhichcoolandrefreshitsflowersduringthemostviolentheatoftheday-
　　_B。deSt。Pierre_。？Thereiscultivatedintheking’sgardenatParis，aspeciesofserpentinealoeswithoutprickles，whoselargeandbeautifulflowerexhalesastrongodourofthevanilla，duringthetimeofitsexpansion，whichisveryshort。ItdoesnotblowtilltowardsthemonthofJuly-youthenperceiveitgraduallyopenitspetals-expandthem-fadeanddie-
　　_St。Pierre_。
　　*AndValisnerianlotusthitherflownFromstrugglingwiththewatersoftheRhone：
　　咥ndthymostlovelypurpleperfume，Zante！
　　Isolad’oro！-FiordiLevante！
　　嘇ndtheNelumbobudthatfloatsforeverWithIndianCupiddowntheholyriver-
　　Fairflowers，andfairy！towhosecareisgiven？TobeartheGoddess’song，inodors，uptoHeaven：
　　“Spirit！thatdwellestwhere，Inthedeepsky，Theterribleandfair，Inbeautyvie！