Since every mortal power of Coleridge

Was frozen at its marvellous source,

The rapt one, of the godlike forehead,

The heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth:

And Lamb, the frolic and the gentle,

Has vanished from his lonely hearth.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Extempore Effusion upon the Death of James Hogg.

Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;

Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,

Frozen by distance.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Address to Kilchurn Castle.