Chapter 7 of 36 · 34 words · ~1 min read

book ix

. ll. 487-90:

'When, on thy bosom, spacious Windermere! A Youth, I practised this delightful art; Tossed on the waves alone, or 'mid a crew Of joyous comrades.'

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[Footnote C: Compare 'The Excursion',