nothing but a repetition of the first five lines as they were thrown off, and is, perhaps, not well suited to narrative, and certainly would not have been trusted to had I thought at the beginning that the poem would have gone to such a length. [The short note referred to supra is as follows:  ’For the names and persons in the following poem see the History of the Renowned Prince Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table; for the rest the author is answerable; only it may be proper to add that the Lotus, with the bust of the goddess appearing to rise out of the full-blown flower, was suggested by the beautiful work of ancient art once included among the Townley Marbles, and now in the British Museum.’]

XIII.  THE RIVER DUDDON:  A SERIES OF SONNETS.

317. Introduction.

The River Duddon rises upon Wrynose Fell, on the confines of Westmoreland, Cumberland, and Lancashire:  and, having served as a boundary to the two last counties for the space of about twenty-five miles, enters the Irish Sea, between the Isle of Walney and the Lordship of Millum.

318. ‘The River Duddon.’

A Poet, whose works are not yet known as they deserve to be, thus enters upon his description of the ‘Ruins of Rome:’ 

                ’The rising Sun
    Flames on the ruins in the purer air
    Towering aloft;’

and ends thus—­

                ’The setting sun displays
    His visible great round, between yon towers,
    As through two shady cliffs.’

Mr. Crowe, in his excellent loco-descriptive Poem, ‘Lewesdon Hill,’ is still more expeditious, finishing the whole on a May-morning, before breakfast.

    ’Tomorrow for severer thought, but now
    To breakfast, and keep festival to-day.’

No one believes, or is desired to believe, that those Poems were actually composed within such limits of time; nor was there any reason why a prose statement should acquaint the Reader with the plain fact, to the disturbance of poetic credibility.  But, in the present case, I am compelled to mention, that the above series of Sonnets was the growth of many years;—­the one which stands the 14th was the first produced; and others were added upon occasional visits to the Stream, or as recollections of the scenes upon its banks awakened a wish to describe them.  In this manner I had proceeded insensibly, without perceiving that I was trespassing upon ground pre-occupied, at least as far as intention went, by Mr. Coleridge; who, more than twenty years ago, used to speak of writing a rural Poem, to be entitled ‘The Brook,’ of which he has given a sketch in a recent publication.  But a particular subject cannot, I think, much interfere with a general one; and I have been further kept from encroaching upon any right Mr. C. may still wish to exercise, by the restriction which the frame of the Sonnet imposed upon me, narrowing unavoidably the range of thought, and precluding, though not without its advantages, many graces to which a freer movement of verse would naturally have led.