Coleridge was absent, and missed making his acquaintance--a circumstance he afterwards regretted, saying that he could have been more useful to the young poet and metaphysician than Southey.

De Quincey, though he writes ambiguously upon this point, does not seem to have met Shelley.

Wordsworth paid him no attention; and though he saw a good deal of Southey, this intimacy changed Shelley's early liking for the man and poet into absolute contempt.

It was not likely that the cold methodical student, the mechanical versifier, and the political turncoat, who had outlived all his earlier illusions, should retain the good-will of such an Ariel as Shelley, in whose brain "Queen Mab" was already simmering.

Life at Keswick began to be monotonous.