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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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They
grew
among
the
mossy
stones
about
and
above
them;
some
rested
their
heads
upon
these
stones,
as
on
a
pillow,
for
weariness;
and
the
rest
tossed
and
reeled
and
danced,
and
seemed
as
if
they
verily
laughed
with
the
wind,
that
blew
upon
them
over
the
lake;
they
looked
so
gay,
ever
glancing,
ever
changing.
This
wind
blew
directly
over
the
lake
to
them.
There
was
here
and
there
a
little
knot,
and
a
few
stragglers
higher
up;
but
they
were
so
few
as
not
to
disturb
the
simplicity,
unity,
and
life
of
that
one
busy
highway.
We
rested
again
and
again.
The
bays
were
stormy,
and
we
heard
the
waves
at
different
distances,
and
in
the
middle
of
the
water,
like
the
sea....
All
was
cheerless
and
gloomy,
so
we
faced
the
storm.
At
Dobson's
I
was
very
kindly
treated
by
a
young
woman.
The
landlady
looked
sour,
but
it
is
her
way....
William
was
sitting
by
a
good
fire
when
I
came
downstairs.
He
soon
made
his
way
to
the
library,
piled
up
in
a
corner
of
the
window.
He
brought
out
a
volume
of
Enfield's
Speaker,
another
miscellany,
and
an
odd
volume
of
Congreve's
plays.
We
had
a
glass
of
warm
rum
and
water.
We
enjoyed
ourselves,
and
wished
for
Mary.
It
rained
and
blew,
when
we
went
to
bed.
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