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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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It
was
but
like
a
natural
garden,
the
distance
was
so
small;
nay,
one
could
not
have
forgiven
any
one
living
there,
not
compelled
to
daily
labour,
if
he
did
not
connect
it
with
his
dwelling
by
some
feeling
of
domestic
attachment,
like
what
he
has
for
the
orchard
where
his
children
play.
I
thought,
what
a
place
for
William!
he
might
row
himself
over
with
twenty
strokes
of
the
oars,
escaping
from
the
business
of
the
house,
and
as
safe
from
intruders,
with
his
boat
anchored
beside
him,
as
if
he
had
locked
himself
up
in
the
strong
tower
of
a
castle.
We
were
unwilling
to
leave
this
sweet
spot;
but
it
was
so
simple,
and
therefore
so
rememberable,
that
it
seemed
almost
as
if
we
could
have
carried
it
away
with
us.
It
was
nothing
more
than
a
small
lake
enclosed
by
trees
at
the
ends
and
by
the
way-side,
and
opposite
by
the
island,
a
steep
bank
on
which
the
purple
heath
was
seen
under
low
oak
coppice-wood,
a
group
of
houses
over-shadowed
by
trees,
and
a
bending
road.
There
was
one
remarkable
tree,
an
old
larch
with
hairy
branches,
which
sent
out
its
main
stem
horizontally
across
the
road,
an
object
that
seemed
to
have
been
singled
out
for
injury
where
everything
else
was
lovely
and
thriving,
tortured
into
that
shape
by
storms,
which
one
might
have
thought
could
not
have
reached
it
in
that
sheltered
place.
We
were
now
entering
into
the
Highlands.
I
believe
Luss
is
the
place
where
we
were
told
that
country
begins;
but
at
these
cottages
I
would
have
gladly
believed
that
we
were
there,
for
it
was
like
a
new
region.
The
huts
were
after
the
Highland
fashion,
and
the
boys
who
were
playing
wore
the
Highland
dress
and
philabeg.
On
going
into
a
new
country
I
seem
to
myself
to
waken
up,
and
afterwards
it
surprises
me
to
remember
how
much
alive
I
have
been
to
the
distinctions
of
dress,
household
arrangements,
etc.
etc.,
and
what
a
spirit
these
little
things
give
to
wild,
barren,
or
ordinary
places.
The
cottages
are
within
about
two
miles
of
Luss.
Came
in
view
of
several
islands;
but
the
lake
being
so
very
wide,
we
could
see
little
of
their
peculiar
beauties,
and
they,
being
large,
hardly
looked
like
islands.
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