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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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Mercy
upon
us!
if
it
could
be
concealed,
it
would
be
well
for
all
who
are
not
pained
to
see
the
pleasantest
of
earthly
spots
deformed
by
man.
But
it
cannot
be
covered.
Even
the
tallest
of
our
old
oak
trees
would
not
reach
to
the
top
of
it.
When
we
went
into
the
boat,
there
were
two
men
standing
at
the
landing-place.
One
seemed
to
be
about
sixty,
a
man
with
a
jolly
red
face;
he
looked
as
if
he
might
have
lived
many
years
in
Mr.
Curwen's
house.
He
wore
a
blue
jacket
and
trousers,
as
the
people
who
live
close
by
Windermere,
particularly
at
the
places
of
chief
resort....
He
looked
significantly
at
our
boatman
just
as
we
were
rowing
off,
and
said,
"Thomas,
mind
you
take
the
directions
off
that
cask.
You
know
what
I
mean.
It
will
serve
as
a
blind
for
them.
You
know.
It
was
a
blind
business,
both
for
you,
and
the
coachman,
...
and
all
of
us.
Mind
you
take
off
the
directions.
'A
wink's
as
good
as
a
nod
with
some
folks;'"
and
then
he
turned
round,
looking
at
his
companion
with
an
air
of
self-satisfaction,
and
deep
insight
into
unknown
things!
I
could
hardly
help
laughing
outright
at
him.
The
laburnums
blossom
freely
at
the
island,
and
in
the
shrubberies
on
the
shore;
they
are
blighted
everywhere
else.
Roses
of
various
sorts
now
out.
The
brooms
were
in
full
glory
everywhere,
"veins
of
gold"
among
the
copses.
The
hawthorns
in
the
valley
fading
away;
beautiful
upon
the
hills.
We
reached
home
at
three
o'clock.
After
tea
William
went
out
and
walked
and
wrote
that
poem,
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