Wordsworth's celebrated depiction of the restoration of the imagination in Book XIII of The Prelude might seem to stand as an antithesis to the case I have argued for this most celebrated of faculties. Wordsworth's solution to a crisis which is at once personal, historical, and national is, characteristically, to describe imagination in all its glory, simultaneously located in the landscape and in the psyche. Imagination is made synonymous with ‘Soul’ and the apprehension of its location and its origin which the poem effects has, in itself, the status of a proof or demonstration of its existence. In this way, of course, imagination's restoration emerges redeemed, with the aid of hope and faith, from its previous impairment. But Wordsworth's text also continues to draw attention to the problem it has apparently solved.