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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
50
Sunday.--
...
In
the
evening
I
planted
a
honeysuckle
round
the
yew
tree....
No
news
of
Coleridge....
Monday.--Mr.
Simpson
called
in
the
morning.
W.
and
I
went
into
Langdale
to
fish.
The
morning
was
very
cold.
I
sate
at
the
foot
of
the
lake,
till
my
head
ached
with
cold.
The
view
exquisitely
beautiful,
through
a
gate,
and
under
a
sycamore
tree
beside
the
first
house
going
into
Loughrigg.
Elter-water
looked
barren,
and
the
view
from
the
church
less
beautiful
than
in
winter.
When
W.
went
down
to
the
water
to
fish,
I
lay
under
the
wind,
my
head
pillowed
upon
a
mossy
rock,
and
slept
about
10
minutes,
which
relieved
my
headache.
We
ate
our
dinner
together,
and
parted
again....
W.
went
to
fish
for
pike
in
Rydale.
John
came
in
when
I
had
done
tea
and
he
and
I
carried
a
jug
of
tea
to
William.
We
met
him
in
the
old
road
from
Rydale.
He
drank
his
tea
upon
the
turf.
The
setting
sun
threw
a
red
purple
light
upon
the
rocks,
and
stone
walls
of
Rydale,
which
gave
them
a
most
interesting
and
beautiful
appearance.
Tuesday.--W.
went
to
Ambleside.
John
walked
out.
I
made
tarts,
etc.
Mrs.
B.
Simpson
called
and
asked
us
to
tea.
I
went
to
the
view
of
Rydale,
to
meet
William.
W.
and
I
drank
tea
at
Mr.
Simpson's.
Brought
down
lemon-thyme,
greens,
etc.
The
old
woman
was
very
happy
to
see
us,
and
we
were
so
in
the
pleasure
we
gave.
She
was
an
affecting
picture
of
patient
disappointment,
suffering
under
no
particular
affliction.
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