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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
75
[Footnote
41:
See,
in
the
"Poetical
Works,"
Simon
Lee,
II.
95,
96,
vol.
i.
p.
268.--ED.]
In
speaking
of
our
walk
on
Sunday
evening,
the
22nd
November,
I
forgot
to
notice
one
most
impressive
sight.
It
was
the
moon
and
the
moonlight
seen
through
hurrying
driving
clouds
immediately
behind
the
Stone-Man
upon
the
top
of
the
hill,
on
the
forest
side.
Every
tooth
and
every
edge
of
rock
was
visible,
and
the
Man
stood
like
a
giant
watching
from
the
roof
of
a
lofty
castle.
The
hill
seemed
perpendicular
from
the
darkness
below
it.
It
was
a
sight
that
I
could
call
to
mind
at
any
time,
it
was
so
distinct.
Wednesday,
25th
November.--It
was
a
showery
morning
and
threatened
to
be
a
wettish
day,
but
the
sun
shone
once
or
twice.
We
were
engaged
to
Mr.
Lloyd's
and
Wm.
and
Mary
were
determined
to
go
that
it
might
be
over.
I
accompanied
them
to
the
thorn
beside
Rydale
water.
I
parted
from
them
first
at
the
top
of
the
hill,
and
they
called
me
back.
It
rained
a
little,
and
rained
afterwards
all
the
afternoon.
I
baked
bread,
and
wrote
to
Sara
Hutchinson
and
Coleridge.
I
passed
a
pleasant
evening,
but
the
wind
roared
so,
and
it
was
such
a
storm
that
I
was
afraid
for
them.
They
came
in
at
nine
o'clock,
no
worse
for
their
walk,
and
cheerful,
blooming,
and
happy.
Thursday,
26th.--Mr.
Olliff
called
before
Wm.
was
up
to
say
that
they
would
drink
tea
with
us
this
afternoon.
We
walked
into
Easedale,
to
gather
mosses,
and
to
fetch
cream.
I
went
for
the
cream,
and
they
sate
under
a
wall.
It
was
piercing
cold.
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