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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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We
sat
upon
a
bench
under
the
high
trees,
and
had
beautiful
views
of
the
different
reaches
of
the
river
above
and
below.
On
the
opposite
bank,
which
is
finely
wooded
with
elms
and
other
trees,
are
the
remains
of
an
ancient
priory,
built
upon
a
rock:
and
rock
and
ruin
are
so
blended
together
that
it
is
impossible
to
separate
the
one
from
the
other.
Nothing
can
be
more
beautiful
than
the
little
remnants
of
this
holy
place;
elm
trees--for
we
were
near
enough
to
distinguish
them
by
their
branches--grow
out
of
the
walls,
and
overshadow
a
small
but
very
elegant
window.
It
can
scarcely
be
conceived
what
a
grace
the
castle
and
priory
impart
to
each
other;
and
the
river
Clyde
flows
on
smooth
and
unruffled
below,
seeming
to
my
thoughts
more
in
harmony
with
the
sober
and
stately
images
of
former
times,
than
if
it
had
roared
over
a
rocky
channel,
forcing
its
sound
upon
the
ear.
It
blended
gently
with
the
warbling
of
the
smaller
birds
and
chattering
of
the
larger
ones
that
had
made
their
nests
in
the
ruins.
In
this
fortress
the
chief
of
the
English
nobility
were
confined
after
the
battle
of
Bannockburn.
If
a
man
is
to
be
a
prisoner,
he
scarcely
could
have
a
more
pleasant
place
to
solace
his
captivity;
but
I
thought
that
for
close
confinement
I
should
prefer
the
banks
of
a
lake
or
the
sea-side.
The
greatest
charm
of
a
brook
or
river
is
in
the
liberty
to
pursue
it
through
its
windings;
you
can
then
take
it
in
whatever
mood
you
like;
silent
or
noisy,
sportive
or
quiet.
The
beauties
of
a
brook
or
river
must
be
sought,
and
the
pleasure
is
in
going
in
search
of
them;
those
of
a
lake
or
of
the
sea
come
to
you
of
themselves.
These
rude
warriors
cared
little
perhaps
about
either;
and
yet
if
one
may
judge
from
the
writings
of
Chaucer
and
from
the
old
romances,
more
interesting
passions
were
connected
with
natural
objects
in
the
days
of
chivalry
than
now,
though
going
in
search
of
scenery,
as
it
is
called,
had
not
then
been
thought
of.
I
had
heard
nothing
of
Bothwell
Castle,
at
least
nothing
that
I
remembered,
therefore,
perhaps,
my
pleasure
was
greater,
compared
with
what
I
received
elsewhere,
than
others
might
feel.
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