Until recently, I worked in the Polymer Physics Group of the Physics Department at the University of Reading.
I would describe myself
Now much of the wilder part of Poems and Ballads is not meant to describe merely a rush towards the antics of animal love, but a reaction from the tragedy of true love. The poet, in a morbid mood of mockery, is bitterly professing (we might say pretending) to prefer the gutter to the palaces of ideal enchantment, from which he has been cast forth by fickleness or pride. It is not a nice state of mind. It is a very nasty state of mind; but it is that state of mind and no other, and not the state of one who always preferred gutters because he was a gutter-snipe.
Of languors rekindled and rallied, Of barren delights and unclean; Things monstrous and fruitless; a pallidAnd poisonous queen.