We learn from Horace, “Homer sometimes sleeps;”
We feel without him—Wordsworth sometimes wakes—
To show with what complacency he creeps,
With his dear “Waggoners,” around his lakes.
He wishes for “a boat” to sail the deeps—
Of Ocean?—No, of air; and then he makes
Another outcry for “a little boat,”
And drivels seas to set it well afloat.