ind the
house at Dovenest, and crossing beneath the road, enters the lake
near the gate of the drive which leads up to Dovenest.

"The authority on which I give this information is decisive of the
question. I have often traced upwards the course of the rill; and
the secluded hollow, which by its source is beautified with fresh
herbage and wild straggling bushes, was a favourite haunt of
mine."--ED.

VARIANTS:

[1] 1820.

There is a tiny water, neither rill,
Motionless well, nor running brook, nor aught MS.

There is a noiseless water, neither rill,
Nor spring enclosed in sculptured stone, nor aught MS.

There is a trickling water, neither rill,
Fountain inclosed, or rivulet, nor aught MS. 1806.

[2] 1820.

... It trickles down the hill,
So feebly, just for love of power and will,
Yet to my mind the nameless thing is brought MS.

... It totters down the hill,
So feebly, quite forlorn of power and will;
Yet nameless Thing it to my mind is brought MS.

[3] 1827.

Oftener than mightiest Floods, whose path is wrought
Through wastes of sand, and forests dark and chill.
1820.

[4] 1827.

Do thou, even thou, O faithful Anna! say
Why this small Streamlet is to me so dear;
Thou know'st, that while enjoyments disappear
And sweet remembrances like flowers decay, 1820.

[5] 1827.

Lingers upon its marge, ... 1820.

[6] 1820.

For on that day, now seven years gone, when first
Two glad foot-travellers, through sun and shower
My Love and I came hither, while thanks burst
Out of our hearts ...
We from that blessed water slaked our thirst. MS.

... seven years back, ...

... hearts to God for that good hour,
Eating a traveller's meal in shady bower,
We ... MS.

1807

In few instances is it more evident that the dates which Wordsworth
affixed to his poems, in the editions of 1815, 1820, 1836, and
1845,--and those assigned in the Fenwick notes--cannot be absolutely
relied upon, than in the case of the poems referring to Coleorton.
Trusting to these dates, in the absence of contrary evidence, one woul