Explore "Lines Written with a Pencil Upon a Stone in the Wall of the House (an out-House) on the Island at Grasmere" by William Wordsworth on Textopian.
Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seen / Buildings, albeit rude, that have maintained / Proportions more harmonious, and approached / To somewhat of a closer fellowship / With the ideal grace. Yet as it is / Do take it in good part; for he, the poor / Vitruvius of our village, had no help / From the great City; never on the leaves / Of red Morocco folio saw displayed / The skeletons and pre-existing ghosts / Of Beauties yet unborn, the rustic Box, / Snug Cot, with Coach-house, Shed and Hermitage.
It is a homely Pile, yet to these walls / The heifer comes in the snow-storm, and here / The new-dropped lamb finds shelter from the wind.