FOOTNOTE:

[GC] See note to Sonnet XXVII.—Ed.


XXVII
"FALLEN, AND DIFFUSED INTO A SHAPELESS HEAP"

Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap,

Or quietly self-buried in earth's mould,

Is that embattled House, whose massy Keep

Flung from yon cliff[459] a shadow large and cold.

There dwelt the gay, the bountiful, the bold;

Till nightly lamentations, like the sweep