What if you were to meet Wordsworth my dear,
How would you possibly know it was he?
Perhaps you might think that his speech was quite queer
Or find his manner a quaint novelty.
Speaking of Tintern, might that be a clue,
Or his travels in France after Bastille,
His friendship with Coleridge and things they did do
To alter the landscape of odes lyrical?
The point of this rune is that we don’t know
What talent excels in the souls that we meet,
But by bending an ear we may at least show
A knowledge that worth may be hidden complete;
Yet though every heart a floret may thrill,
Clear not every bloom’s a damn daffodil!
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