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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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7th.--William
and
I
drank
tea
at
Coleridge's.
A
cloudy
sky.
Observed
nothing
particularly
interesting--the
distant
prospect
obscured.
One
only
leaf
upon
the
top
of
a
tree--the
sole
remaining
leaf--danced
round
and
round
like
a
rag
blown
by
the
wind.[8]
[Footnote
8:
Did
this
suggest
the
lines
in
Christabel?--
The
one
red
leaf,
the
last
of
its
clan,
That
dances
as
often
as
dance
it
can,
Hanging
so
light,
and
hanging
so
high,
On
the
topmost
twig
that
looks
up
at
the
sky.
ED.]
8th.--Walked
in
the
Park
in
the
morning.
I
sate
under
the
fir
trees.
Coleridge
came
after
dinner,
so
we
did
not
walk
again.
A
foggy
morning,
but
a
clear
sunny
day.
9th.--A
clear
sunny
morning,
went
to
meet
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Coleridge.
The
day
very
warm.
10th.--Coleridge,
Wm.,
and
I
walked
in
the
evening
to
the
top
of
the
hill.
We
all
passed
the
morning
in
sauntering
about
the
park
and
gardens,
the
children
playing
about,
the
old
man
at
the
top
of
the
hill
gathering
furze;
interesting
groups
of
human
creatures,
the
young
frisking
and
dancing
in
the
sun,
the
elder
quietly
drinking
in
the
life
and
soul
of
the
sun
and
air.
11th.--A
cold
day.
The
children
went
down
towards
the
sea.
William
and
I
walked
to
the
top
of
the
hills
above
Holford.
Met
the
blacksmith.
Pleasant
to
see
the
labourer
on
Sunday
jump
with
the
friskiness
of
a
cow
upon
a
sunny
day.
12th.--Tom
Poole
returned
with
Coleridge
to
dinner,
a
brisk,
cold,
sunny
day;
did
not
walk.
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