They met intimately just once, in the spring of 1815, at Samuel Rogers's house. Wordsworth “talked too much,” according to Rogers, but Byron wasn't put off. At home afterwards he told his wife Annabella that “I had but one feeling from the beginning of the visit to the end – reverence” (Lovell, His Very Self and Voice, 129). And that's all we know about the only meeting between the two dominating English poets of the period. To us now, that foregone scene might easily recall the Romantic passage in The Age of Bronze where Byron describes the great forensic rivalry of Fox and Pitt:

So will distance lend enchantment to a view of people and events. Imagined more closely, the meeting of Byron and Wordsworth must have been riven with awkwardness. Both were conscious of the other's eminence. Rogers had arranged his dinner specifically to bring them together. They were also well aware of Byron's public comments on Wordsworth's poetry – his review of the 1807 Poems, and his general critique mounted in two passages of English Bards and Scotch Reviewers (235–254 and 903–905). Byron must have been somewhat chagrined by the recollection of those writings, for while they clearly showed great respect – if not exactly “reverence” – for Wordsworth, they were also forthright, as Byron always was, with their disapprovals.