Then break against the rock, and show behind

Takes here his rightful place as poet-priest

And very meek with inspirations proud,

Wordsworth up九*九*藏*書on Helvellyn ! Let the cloud

Ebb audibly along the mountain-wind,

This is the poet and his poetry.

Before the sovran thought of his own mind,

And humble-lidded eyes, as one inclined

Ourｅａｄ.９９csw.ｃｏmr Haydons hand has flung out from the mist:

The lowland valleys floating up to crowd

To the higher Heavens. A noble vision f九*九*藏*書ree

By the high altar, singing prayer and prayer

No portrait this, with Academic air !

The sense with beauty. He with forehead bowed