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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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[Footnote
47:
Compare,
in
Lines
written
in
Early
Spring,
vol.
i.
p.
269--
In
that
sweet
mood
when
pleasant
thoughts
Bring
sad
thoughts
to
the
mind.
ED.]
Thursday,
28th.--A
downright
rain.
A
wet
night.
Wm.
wrote
an
epitaph,
and
altered
one
that
he
wrote
when
he
was
a
boy.
It
cleared
up
after
dinner.
We
were
both
in
miserable
spirits,
and
very
doubtful
about
keeping
our
engagements
to
the
Olliffs.
We
walked
first
within
view
of
Rydale
then
to
Lowthwaite,
then
we
went
to
Mr.
Olliff.
We
talked
a
while.
Wm.
was
tired.
We
then
played
at
cards.
Came
home
in
the
rain.
Very
dark.
Came
with
a
lantern.
Wm.
out
of
spirits
and
tired.
He
called
at
1/4
past
3
to
know
the
hour.
Friday,
29th
January.--Wm.
was
very
unwell.
Worn
out
with
his
bad
night's
rest.
I
read
to
him,
to
endeavour
to
make
him
sleep.
Then
I
came
into
the
other
room,
and
I
read
the
first
book
of
Paradise
Lost.
After
dinner
we
walked
to
Ambleside....
A
heart-rending
letter
from
Coleridge.
We
were
sad
as
we
could
be.
Wm.
wrote
to
him.
We
talked
about
Wm.'s
going
to
London.
It
was
a
mild
afternoon.
There
was
an
unusual
softness
in
the
prospects
as
we
went,
a
rich
yellow
upon
the
fields,
and
a
soft
grave
purple
on
the
waters.
When
we
returned
many
stars
were
out,
the
clouds
were
moveless,
and
the
sky
soft
purple,
the
lake
of
Rydale
calm,
Jupiter
behind.
Jupiter
at
least
we
call
him,
but
William
says
we
always
call
the
largest
star
Jupiter.
When
we
came
home
we
both
wrote
to
C.
I
was
stupefied.
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