So bids the careless Prodigal, MS. ] [Footnote 278: 1820. All that the beauteous valley shields. MS. ] [Footnote 279: 1820. Here in ... MS. ] [Footnote 280: 1820. ... other ... MS. ] [Footnote 281: 1820. That ... MS. ] [Footnote 282: 1836. ... the ... MS. and 1820. ] [Footnote 283: 1836. And I (as often we find cause, MS. and 1820. ] [Footnote 284: 1836. ... we ... MS. and 1820. ] [Footnote 285: 1820. The ... MS. ] [Footnote 286: 1820. ... tells us Man is near MS. ] [Footnote 287: 1820. ... world ... MS. ] [Footnote 288: 1820. Where Pity's tears are shed ... MS. ] FOOTNOTES: [Footnote CV: The title in the edition of 1820 was _Ode, The Pass of Kirkstone_.--ED.] [Footnote CW: The top of Kirkstone Pass is aptly described as an "inverted arch." There are numerous signs of the Roman occupation of Britain still surviving in the district; the old Roman road to Penrith running along the top of High Street, a little to the east of Kirkstone.--ED.] [Footnote CX: The block, which from its shape was called the Kirkstone, lies to the west of the road, and a little way from the summit of the Pass, on the right as one ascends from Patterdale.--ED.] [Footnote CY: Towards Brothers Water.--ED.] [Footnote CZ: "The walk up Kirkstone was very interesting. The becks among the rocks were all alive. William showed me the little mossy streamlet which he had before loved when he saw its bright green track in the snow. The view above Ambleside very beautiful. There we sat and looked down on the green vale. We watched the crows at a little distance from us become white as silver as they flew in the sunshine, and when they went still further, they looked like shapes of water passing over the green fields." (Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal, 16th April 1802.)--ED.] [Footnote DA: Compare _Ode, Intimations of Immortality_, stanza iii.-- Thou Child of Joy, Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy! ED. ] LAMENT OF MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS ON THE EVE OF A NEW YEAR Composed 1817.--Published 1820 [This arose out of a flash of moonlight that struck the ground when I was approaching the steps that lead from the garden at Rydal Mount to the front of the house. "From her sunk eyes a stagnant tear stole forth" is taken, with some loss, from a discarded poem, _The Convict_, in which occurred, when he was discovered lying in the cell, these lines:--