I wondered lonely as a cloud,
That floats on high, o’er vale and hill,
When all at once I saw a drone,
Controlled by The Old Bill.
I had no fever. I had no cough,
There were no people that I could see,
Yet still it blared ‘Hey you! Sod off’,
So much for England, being free.
ps: as a result of discussions, these points added 2020May19
(1) Original available on Wikipedia
(2) ‘The Times‘ on 2020Apr08 took Wordsworth’s lines and modified them. Thanks to Dick for the heads-up. I carried on from where the Times left off
(3) There is no typo, in the first line of the poem. I am one of the very few, who have been wondering about this lockdown. The cure seems worse than the disease. It did in March. And even more so in May 🙁