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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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15th.--Gathered
sticks
in
the
further
wood.
The
dell
green
with
moss
and
brambles,
and
the
tall
and
slender
pillars
of
the
unbranching
oaks.
I
crossed
the
water
with
letters;
returned
to
Wm.
and
Basil.
A
shower
met
us
in
the
wood,
and
a
ruffling
breeze.
16th.--Went
for
eggs
into
the
Coombe,
and
to
the
baker's;
a
hail
shower;
brought
home
large
burthens
of
sticks,
a
starlight
evening,
the
sky
closed
in,
and
the
ground
white
with
snow
before
we
went
to
bed.
17th.--A
deep
snow
upon
the
ground.
Wm.
and
Coleridge
walked
to
Mr.
Bartholemew's,
and
to
Stowey.
Wm.
returned,
and
we
walked
through
the
wood
into
the
Coombe
to
fetch
some
eggs.
The
sun
shone
bright
and
clear.
A
deep
stillness
in
the
thickest
part
of
the
wood,
undisturbed
except
by
the
occasional
dropping
of
the
snow
from
the
holly
boughs;
no
other
sound
but
that
of
the
water,
and
the
slender
notes
of
a
redbreast,
which
sang
at
intervals
on
the
outskirts
of
the
southern
side
of
the
wood.
There
the
bright
green
moss
was
bare
at
the
roots
of
the
trees,
and
the
little
birds
were
upon
it.
The
whole
appearance
of
the
wood
was
enchanting;
and
each
tree,
taken
singly,
was
beautiful.
The
branches
of
the
hollies
pendent
with
their
white
burden,
but
still
showing
their
bright
red
berries,
and
their
glossy
green
leaves.
The
bare
branches
of
the
oaks
thickened
by
the
snow.
18th.--Walked
after
dinner
beyond
Woodlands.[5]
A
sharp
and
very
cold
evening;
first
observed
the
crescent
moon,
a
silvery
line,
a
thready
bow,
attended
by
Jupiter
and
Venus
in
their
palest
hues.
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