A Meeting of Poets
Part of the Interviews & recollections book series (IR)
It was in 1841 or 1842 that I first met the poet on whom and on whose works my imagination had rested so often during the preceding ten years; and I lost nothing when the living man stood before me. The large dark eyes, generally dreamy but with an occasional gleam of imaginative alertness, the dusky, almost Spanish complexion, the high-built head and the massive abundance of curling hair like the finest and blackest silk, are still before me, and no less the stalwart form, strong ‘with the certain step of man’, though some years earlier it might have moved
Still hither thither idly sway’d
Like those long mosses in the stream.
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