Thursday.— ... No letter from Coleridge.
Friday.— ... William wrote to Annette, then worked at The Cuckoo.... After dinner I sate 2 hours in the orchard. William and I walked together after tea, to the top of White Moss. I left Wm. and while he was absent I wrote out poems. I grew alarmed, and went to seek him. I met him at Mr. Olliff's. He has been trying, without success, to alter a passage—his Silver How poem. He had written a conclusion just before he went out. While I was getting into bed, he wrote The Rainbow.
Saturday.—A divine morning. At breakfast William wrote part of an ode.... We sate all day in the orchard.
Sunday.—We went to Keswick. Arrived wet to the skin....
Monday.—Wm. and C. went to Armathwaite.
Tuesday, 30th March.—We went to Calvert's.
Wednesday, 31st March.— ... We walked to Portinscale, lay upon the turf, and looked into the Vale of Newlands; up to Borrowdale, and down to Keswick—a soft Venetian view. Calvert and Wilkinsons dined with us. I walked with Mrs. W. to the Quaker's meeting, met Wm., and we walked in the field together.
Thursday, 1st April.—Mrs. C, Wm. and I went to the How. We came home by Portinscale.
Friday, 2nd.—Wm. and I sate all the morning in the field.