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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
136
[Footnote
66:
Doubtless
the
second
of
the
two
poems,
beginning
thus--
Pleasures
newly
found
are
sweet.
ED.]
Tuesday,
4th
May.--Though
William
went
to
bed
nervous,
and
jaded
in
the
extreme,
he
rose
refreshed.
I
wrote
out
The
Leech
Gatherer
for
him,
which
he
had
begun
the
night
before,
and
of
which
he
wrote
several
stanzas
in
bed
this
morning.
[They
started
to
walk
to
Wytheburn.]
It
was
very
hot....
We
rested
several
times
by
the
way,--read,
and
repeated
The
Leech
Gatherer....
We
saw
Coleridge
on
the
Wytheburn
side
of
the
water;
he
crossed
the
beck
to
us.
Mr.
Simpson
was
fishing
there.
William
and
I
ate
luncheon,
and
then
went
on
towards
the
waterfall.
It
is
a
glorious
wild
solitude
under
that
lofty
purple
crag.
It
stood
upright
by
itself;
its
own
self,
and
its
shadow
below,
one
mass;
all
else
was
sunshine.
We
went
on
further.
A
bird
at
the
top
of
the
crag
was
flying
round
and
round,
and
looked
in
thinness
and
transparency,
shape
and
motion
like
a
moth....
We
climbed
the
hill,
but
looked
in
vain
for
a
shade,
except
at
the
foot
of
the
great
waterfall.
We
came
down,
and
rested
upon
a
moss-covered
rock
rising
out
of
the
bed
of
the
river.
There
we
lay,
ate
our
dinner,
and
stayed
there
till
about
four
o'clock
or
later.
William
and
Coleridge
repeated
and
read
verses.
I
drank
a
little
brandy
and
water,
and
was
in
heaven.
The
stag's
horn
is
very
beautiful
and
fresh,
springing
upon
the
fells;
mountain
ashes,
green.
We
drank
tea
at
a
farm
house....
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