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WORDSWORTH HOUSE, COCKERMOUTH |
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Lakeland for you a treasure-chest huge, inexhaustible. This house (till eight) nurtured a growing taste for stylish comfort pedimented door tucked-away windowseat, pembroke table ribbon-backed chair. But Cockermouth's tame frontier glimpsed mysterious peaks of Borrowdale. You saw, were drawn to a tumult of wild mountains. Hawkshead schooldays found you freedom to explore the Esthwaite water joy in a small boy's pleasures voice-echoes on ice, the bittern's boom a whitemantled swan's andante flight mimic hoot to owls in rustic copses. From solitude your own staid character, a poet's eye you found contentment in the rough unhewn stone of houses tucked in hollows smoke firing high columns from slated roofs simplicities of a countryside just beginning to be visited. Reading your Guide To The Lakes I am captured by pictures sunbursts on known scenes the clarity of May mornings a painter's shadows cast by evening light. Can find in prose the great poet proving his City of Gold. |
M.A.B. JONES |
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