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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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Thursday,
24th
June.--I
went
with
C.
half
way
up
the
Raise.
It
was
a
cool
morning....
William
came
in
just
when
M.
had
left
me.
It
was
a
mild,
rainy
evening....
We
sate
together
talking
till
the
first
dawning
of
day;
a
happy
time.
Friday,
25th
June.--
...
I
went,
just
before
tea,
into
the
garden.
I
looked
up
at
my
swallow's
nest,
and
it
was
gone.
It
had
fallen
down.
Poor
little
creatures,
they
could
not
themselves
be
more
distressed
than
I
was.
I
went
upstairs
to
look
at
the
ruins.
They
lay
in
a
large
heap
upon
the
window
ledge;
these
swallows
had
been
ten
days
employed
in
building
this
nest,
and
it
seemed
to
be
almost
finished.
I
had
watched
them
early
in
the
morning,
in
the
day
many
and
many
a
time,
and
in
the
evenings
when
it
was
almost
dark.
I
had
seen
them
sitting
together
side
by
side
in
their
unfinished
nest,
both
morning
and
night.
When
they
first
came
about
the
window
they
used
to
hang
against
the
panes,
with
their
white
bellies
and
their
forked
tails,
looking
like
fish;
but
then
they
fluttered
and
sang
their
own
little
twittering
song.
As
soon
as
the
nest
was
broad
enough,
a
sort
of
ledge
for
them,
they
sate
both
mornings
and
evenings,
but
they
did
not
pass
the
night
there.
I
watched
them
one
morning,
when
William
was
at
Eusemere,
for
more
than
an
hour.
Every
now
and
then
there
was
a
motion
in
their
wings,
a
sort
of
tremulousness,
and
they
sang
a
low
song
to
one
another.
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