The following poem by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH is not one of his best:
[poem]
Can you improve it?

To the left, just yards beyond,
A murky pond, a solemn bond,
Its waters never dry.
I measured from its edge astride:
Four feet in length, three feet wide.

To the left, beyond a brief expanse,
There lies a pond, by chance glance,
A tranquil pool, enduring and serene,
Its breadth and length, a measured scene:
Four feet across, in width but three,
A simple spectacle of harmony.

In this rendition, the endeavor is to enhance the imagery and emotion evoked by the original text, while maintaining the essence and measurements that form the core of Wordsworth's lines.