Nature
"There is a shapeless crowd of unhewn stones"
From Poetical Works, ed. Knight (1896), vol. VIII
Nature
There is a shapeless crowd of unhewn stones
That lie together, some in heaps, and some
In lines, that seem to keep themselves alive
In the last dotage of a dying form.
At least so seems it to a man who stands
In such a lonely place.
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Codex Note
Fragment from the Grasmere Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth (May to December 1802), connected with the writing of Michael (Knight).
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