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Yarrow Unvisited

In the Pass of Killicrankie

Yarrow Visited, September 1814

Jones! as from Calais southward you and I

On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic
Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood

Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland.

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O Friend! I know not which way I must look
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour
When I have borne in memory what has tamed
These times strike moneyed worldlings with dismay
To the Men of Kent, October 1803

Lines on the expected Invasion, 1803

Another year!-another deadly blow!

Call not the royal Swede unfortunate
The Virgin

Walton's Book of Lives

Inside of King's College Chapel, Cambridge.

Yarrow Revisited

On the Departure of Sir Walter Scott from Abbotsford for

Naples

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INTRODUCTION

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WISH either to be considered as a teacher, or as nothing," said Wordsworth, writing to Sir George Beaumont. In the changes of critical opinion, a poet who is

nothing but a teacher is apt to be considered nothing of a poet. Yet Wordsworth's aspiration merely repeated a commonplace of the eighteenth century. Atterbury writes to Pope: "You know my opinion that poetry without a moral is a body without a soul. Let the lines be ever so finely turned, if they do not point to some useful truthif there is not instruction at the bottom of them, they can give no true delight to a reasonable mind." Swift, on the other hand, says that "Parnassus is not a cure of souls."

This was Wordsworth's own theory, Parnassus is a cure of souls, and it injures him with a generation whose criticism has swung like a pendulum to the opposite extreme of l'art pour l'art. "Each of his

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