“The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed — and gazed — but little thought. What wealth the show to me had brought: “— William Wordsworth (1770–1850)
Bringing Poetry to Life — “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” (William Wordsworth, 1770–1850)
Deirdre ("Writer in the Abyss" )