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