TO B.R. HAYDEN (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

(ON SEEING HIS PICTURE OF NAPOLEON
BUONAPARTE ON THE ISLAND OF ST. HELENA)

HAYDON! let worthier judges praise the skill
Here by thy pencil shown in truth of lines
And charm of colours; 'I' applaud those signs
Of thought, that give the true poetic thrill;
That unencumbered whole of blank and still
Sky without cloud -- ocean without a wave;
And the one Man that laboured to enslave
The World, sole-standing high on the bare hill --
Back turned, arms folded, the unapparent face
Tinged, we may fancy, in this dreary place,
With light reflected from the invisible sun
Set, like his fortunes; but not set for aye
Like them. The unguilty Power pursues his way,
And before 'him' doth dawn perpetual run.

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