deep for tears" and cannot be put into words, this same effect
can be produced by unstudied descriptions. Wordsworth often
produces it:

"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils."

Now, in the description of natural scenes that kind of effect
is beyond Shelley's reach, though he has many pictures which
are both detailed and emotional. Consider, for instance, these
lines from 'The Invitation' (1822). He calls to Jane Williams
to come away "to the wild woods and the plains,"

"Where the lawns and pastures be,
And the sandhills of the sea;--
Where the melting hoar-frost wets
The daisy-star that never sets,
And wind-flowers, and violets,
Which yet join not scent to hue,
Crown the pale year weak and new;
When the night is left behind
In the deep east, dun and blind,
And the blue moon is over us,
And the multitudinous
Billows murmur at our feet,
Where the earth and ocean meet,
And all things seem only one
In the universal sun."