from The Prelude Book I (1805) lines 517–524

Unfading recollections! — at this hour
The heart is almost mine with which I felt
From some hill-top on sunny afternoons
The Kite high up among the fleecy clouds
Pull at its rein like an impatient courser,
Or, from the meadows sent on gusty days,
Beheld her breast the wind, then suddenly
Dashed headlong and rejected by the storm.

This is one of the earliest references in English poetry to kiteflying. In this part of The Prelude, the poet is recalling some of the formative experiences of his childhood.