The same to him glad summer, or the winter breme.
(Canto II, 7)
There are lines too where we feel that the archaisms have been dragged in; for example,
As soot this man could sing as morning lark
(Canto I, 57)
(though there is here perhaps the added charm of a Chaucerian reminiscence); or
replevy cannot be
From the strong, iron grasp of vengeful destiny.
(Canto II, 32)
But, on the whole, he has been successful in his efforts, half-hearted as they sometimes seem, to give an old-world atmosphere to his poem by a sprinkling of archaisms, and it is then that we feel in The Castle of Indolence something at least of the beauty and charm of “the poet’s poet,” as in the well-known stanza describing the valley of Idlesse with its