O golden-tongued Romance, with serene lute!
Fair plumed Syren, Queen of far-away!
Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute:
Adieu! for, once again, the fierce dispute
Betwixt damnation and impassion'd clay
Must I burn through; once more humbly assay
The bitter-sweet of this Shakespearian fruit:
Chief Poet! and ye clouds of Albion,
Begetters of our deep eternal theme!
When through the old oak Forest I am gone,
Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But, when I am consumed in the fire,
This is a crucial line, an explanation for the speaker’s wish and need to focus on Shakespeare for inspiration. Together, Shakespeare and England ‘beget’ or create ‘our deep eternal theme!’. This suggests a degree of profundity that  is lacking in the Romances.