Text of section VII here.
Text of section VIII here.
Sec. VII reminds me of the image of Love and Grief grasping one another “lest both be drown’d” in sec. I. But here the defiance (?) of that opening section returns us to the guilt anticipated in the Prologue. Sec. VIII pivots us from guilt and dwells on the “grief work” of poetry-writing (“poor flower”). No longer guilty. Not at all defiant. But committed all the same to something that might “bloom” amidst the darkened “pleasant spot[s].”
Sketching a Present 