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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
39
[Footnote
16:
i.e.
Rydal
Hall,
the
residence
of
Sir
Michael
le
Fleming.--ED.]
Friday
Morning,
16th.--Warm
and
mild,
after
a
fine
night
of
rain....
The
woods
extremely
beautiful
with
all
autumnal
variety
and
softness.
I
carried
a
basket
for
mosses,
and
gathered
some
wild
plants.
Oh!
that
we
had
a
book
of
botany.
All
flowers
now
are
gay
and
deliciously
sweet.
The
primrose
still
prominent;
the
later
flowers
and
the
shiny
foxgloves
very
tall,
with
their
heads
budding.
I
went
forward
round
the
lake
at
the
foot
of
Loughrigg
Fell.
I
was
much
amused
with
the
busyness
of
a
pair
of
stone-chats;
their
restless
voices
as
they
skimmed
along
the
water,
following
each
other,
their
shadows
under
them,
and
their
returning
back
to
the
stones
on
the
shore,
chirping
with
the
same
unwearied
voice.
Could
not
cross
the
water,
so
I
went
round
by
the
stepping-stones....
Rydale
was
very
beautiful,
with
spear-shaped
streaks
of
polished
steel....
Grasmere
very
solemn
in
the
last
glimpse
of
twilight.
It
calls
home
the
heart
to
quietness.
I
had
been
very
melancholy.
In
my
walk
back
I
had
many
of
my
saddest
thoughts,
and
I
could
not
keep
the
tears
within
me.
But
when
I
came
to
Grasmere
I
felt
that
it
did
me
good.
I
finished
my
letter
to
M.
H....
Saturday.--Incessant
rain
from
morning
till
night....
Worked
hard,
and
read
Midsummer
Night's
Dream,
and
ballads.
Sauntered
a
little
in
the
garden.
The
blackbird
sate
quietly
in
its
nest,
rocked
by
the
wind,
and
beaten
by
the
rain.
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