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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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Sunday,
31st.--Wm.
had
slept
very
ill.
He
was
tired.
We
walked
round
the
two
lakes.
Grasmere
was
very
soft,
and
Rydale
was
extremely
beautiful
from
the
western
side.
Nab
Scar
was
just
topped
by
a
cloud
which,
cutting
it
off
as
high
as
it
could
be
cut
off,
made
the
mountain
look
uncommonly
lofty.[48]
We
sate
down
a
long
time
with
different
plans.
I
always
love
to
walk
that
way,
because
it
is
the
way
I
first
came
to
Rydale
and
Grasmere,
and
because
our
dear
Coleridge
did
also.
When
I
came
with
Wm.,
6
and
1/2
years
ago,
it
was
just
at
sunset.
There
was
a
rich
yellow
light
on
the
waters,
and
the
islands
were
reflected
there.
To-day
it
was
grave
and
soft,
but
not
perfectly
calm.
William
says
it
was
much
such
a
day
as
when
Coleridge
came
with
him.
The
sun
shone
out
before
we
reached
Grasmere.
We
sate
by
the
roadside
at
the
foot
of
the
Lake,
close
to
Mary's
dear
name,
which
she
had
cut
herself
upon
the
stone.
Wm.
cut
at
it
with
his
knife
to
make
it
plainer.[49]
We
amused
ourselves
for
a
long
time
in
watching
the
breezes,
some
as
if
they
came
from
the
bottom
of
the
lake,
spread
in
a
circle,
brushing
along
the
surface
of
the
water,
and
growing
more
delicate
as
it
were
thinner,
and
of
a
paler
colour
till
they
died
away.
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