As I myself were there! Nor in the bower Want I sweet sounds or pleasing shapes. I watch'd The sunshine of each broad transparent leaf Broke by the shadows of the leaf or stem Which hung above it: and that walnut tree MS. Letter to Southey. [55] branches] foliage MS. Letter to Southey. [56] and though the rapid bat MS. Letter to Southey. [60-64] om. in MS. Letter to Lloyd. [61-2] No scene so narrow but may well employ MS. Letter to Southey, An. Anth. [68] My Sister and my Friends MS. Letter to Southey: My Sara and my Friends MS. Letter to Lloyd. [70] Homewards] Homeward MS. Letter to Lloyd. [71] om. in MS. Letter to Lloyd. in the light An. Anth., S. L. (omit _the_ before _light_. _Errata_, S. L., [p. xii]). [72] Cross'd like a speck the blaze of setting day MS. Letter to Southey: Had cross'd the mighty orb's dilated blase. MS. Letter to Lloyd. [73] While ye [you MS. Letter to Lloyd] stood MS. Letter to Southey. [74] thy head] your heads MSS. Letters to Southey and Lloyd. [75] For you my Sister and my Friends MS. Letter to Southey: For you my Sara and my Friends MS. Letter to Lloyd. THE FOSTER-MOTHER'S TALE[182:1] A DRAMATIC FRAGMENT [From _Osorio_, Act IV. The title and text are here printed from _Lyrical Ballads_, 1798.] _Foster-Mother._ I never saw the man whom you describe. _Maria._ 'Tis strange! he spake of you familiarly As mine and Albert's common Foster-mother. _Foster-Mother._ Now blessings on the man, whoe'er he be, That joined your names with mine! O my sweet lady, 5 As often as I think of those dear times When you two little ones would stand at eve On each side of my chair, and make me learn All you had learnt in the day; and how to talk In gentle phrase, then bid me sing to you-- 10 'Tis more like heaven to come than what _has_ been! _Maria._ O my dear Mother! this strange man has left me Troubled with wilder fancies, than the moon Breeds in the love-sick maid who gazes at it, Till lost in inward vision, with wet eye 15 She gazes idly!--But that entrance, Mother! _Foster-Mother._ Can no one hear? It is a perilous tale! _Maria._ No one.