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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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24th
December.--Christmas
Eve.
William
is
now
sitting
by
me,
at
half-past
ten
o'clock.
I
have
been
...
repeating
some
of
his
sonnets
to
him,
listening
to
his
own
repeating,
reading
some
of
Milton's,
and
the
Allegro
and
Penseroso.
It
is
a
quick,
keen
frost....
Coleridge
came
this
morning
with
Wedgwood.
We
all
turned
out
...
one
by
one,
to
meet
him.
He
looked
well.
We
had
to
tell
him
of
the
birth
of
his
little
girl,
born
yesterday
morning
at
six
o'clock.
William
went
with
them
to
Wytheburn
in
the
chaise,
and
M.
and
I
met
W.
on
the
Raise.
It
was
not
an
unpleasant
morning....
The
sun
shone
now
and
then,
and
there
was
no
wind,
but
all
things
looked
cheerless
and
distinct;
no
meltings
of
sky
into
mountains,
the
mountains
like
stone
work
wrought
up
with
huge
hammers.
Last
Sunday
was
as
mild
a
day
as
I
ever
remember....
Mary
and
I
went
round
the
lakes.
There
were
flowers
of
various
kinds--the
topmost
bell
of
a
foxglove,
geraniums,
daisies,
a
buttercup
in
the
water
(but
this
I
saw
two
or
three
days
before),
small
yellow
flowers
(I
do
not
know
their
name)
in
the
turf.
A
large
bunch
of
strawberry
blossoms....
It
is
Christmas
Day,
Saturday,
25th
December
1802.
I
am
thirty-one
years
of
age.
It
is
a
dull,
frosty
day.
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