Fainted with fear. Thrice did he turn his face 125 130 More than one thought of death, and his last hour. 135 At this, not knowing why-as often-times 140 Down to the brook he went, and tracked its course said 145 No doubt if you in terms direct had asked 151 Of his own business, and the goings on 155 160 Unusual aspects, or by questions apt 166 Of mountain sights, this untaught shepherd stood you then had seen At once what spirit of love was in his heart. 170 FRAGMENTS. Being transcripts by Dorothy Wordsworth in her MS. book (1802 or 1800 ?); first published by Professor Knight in his "Life of Wordsworth," vol. i. p. 389.-ED. 1. ALONG the mazes of this song I go As inward motions of the wandering thought Year after year, with many a sleep between, 2. The rains at length have ceas'd, the winds are still'd, 3. Witness thou The dear companion of my lonely walk, AMONG ALL LOVELY THINGS MY on Written April 12, 1802; published in "Poems in two volumes," 1807; not reprinted by Wordsworth. In a letter to Coleridge of April, 1802, Wordsworth writes: "I parted from MMonday afternoon about six o'clock, a little on this side Rushyford. Soon after I missed my road in the midst of the storm. Between the beginning of Lord Darlington's park at Raby and two or three miles beyond Staindrop I composed the poem. . . The incident of the poem took place about seven years ago between my sister and me. Dorothy Wordsworth, who names the poem "The Glow-worm," gives a similar account of its composition in her Journal. See Professor Knight's "Life of Wordsworth," vol. i. p. 307.-ED. AMONG all lovely things my Love had been; While riding near her home one stormy night Upon a leaf the Glow-worm did I lay, To bear it with me through the stormy night: 10 And, as before, it shone without dismay ; Albeit putting forth a fainter light. When to the Dwelling of my Love I came, And left the Glow-worm, blessing it by name, 15 The whole next day, I hoped, and hoped with fear 20 INSCRIPTION FOR A SUMMER HOUSE IN THE ORCHARD, TOWN END, GRASMERE. Wordsworth writes to Sir G. Beaumont, Grasmere, December 25, 1804: "We have lately built in our little rocky orchard a circular hut, lined with moss, like a wren's nest, and coated on the outside with heath, that stands most charmingly, with several views froin the different sides of it, of the Lake, the Valley, and the Church. ... I will copy a dwarf inscription which I wrote for it the other day, before the building was entirely finished, which indeed it is not yet."-ED. No whimsy of the purse is here, The little cottage that is near, TO THE EVENING STAR OVER GRASMERE WATER, JULY, 1806. From a transcript in Dorothy Wordsworth's MS. book; first published by Professor Knight in his "Life of Wordsworth," vol. i. pp. 389-390.-ED. THE Lake is thine, The mountains too are thine, some clouds there are, A moon among her stars, a mighty vale, Fresh as the freshest field, scoop'd out, and green As is the greenest billow of the sea. 5 The multitude of little rocky hills, Rocky and green, that do like islands rise 10 GEORGE AND SARAH GREEN. Written in 1808; first published in De Quincey's "Recollections of Grasmere," "Tait's Magazine," Sept., 1839. Professor Knight gives variations from a MS. copy made by Dorothy Wordsworth for Lady Beaumont, April 20, 1808; and of four additional stanzas in the MS. (following stanza 4) he gives the following: "Our peace is of the immortal soul, Such bounty is in Heaven: so pass For the story of the Greens, see De Quincey's "Early Memorials of Grasmere."-ED. WHо weeps for strangers? Many wept By night, upon these stormy fells, 5 A body without life 14 A few short steps were the chain that bound Now do those sternly-featured hills And quiet now are the depths of air, As a sea without a wave. But deeper lies the heart of peace The heart of quietness is here Within this churchyard bound. 20 |