When I was at school the Romantic Poets, Wordsworth, Keats, Coleridge, Shelley and Byron, formed the backbone of the English curriculum. But, being a somewhat tomboyish sort of teenager, I found them decidedly ‘soppy’, whether it was Wordsworth wittering on about daffodils or Keats about his nightingales. Coleridge and his Ancient Mariner was a bit …
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