Wordsworth Nothing

Wordsworthian is the word. “Poetry is spontaneous overflow of emotions recollected in tranquility.” Something or other. In European Culture there was talk of Israels and Erens, in Literature II of Wordsworth, Keats and Beaudelaire. Man in nature, man about nature, mad about nature, mad in nature. You see, this roe is also bounding up mountains and, quite possibly, toppling over the other end. Can I ask a research question? To be, or not to be? Shakespeare used iambic pentameter, but so did Milton. Spawn of Satan talking about his holiday during a lecture. Kill me now and I’ll be with Pan, looking for mushrooms.