"Aug. 7th. We reached this place, Thun. Walked or sate in the groves at the foot of the Lake, then crossed the river by a boat, and wandered in delightful pleasure groves on the other side. Then, passing a gravelled path, which is carried round the woody hill, we found among many interesting objects, one that was very impressive, a plain oval slab, raised upon a stone seat, directly fronting the setting sun, which at that moment was shedding his latest rays upon it. It was this inscription which spoke more than an elaborate panegyric:-- _DEM ANDENKEN MEINES FREUNDES ALOYS REDING MDCCCXVIII."_ (Mrs. Wordsworth's Journal.) "Monday, 7th August. Berne.--One of the inscriptions (which I did not see) was to the memory of Aloys Reding, a Friend of the possessor of these grounds. A happy chance led my Companions to the spot; and here is the inscription copied by one of them:-- _DEM ANDENKEN MEINES FREUNDES ALOYS REDING MDCCCXVIII."_ The other bore away a store of interesting recollections which gave birth to the following little Poem:-- MEMORIAL VERSES Around a wild and woody hill, etc." (From Dorothy Wordsworth's Journal, 1820, vol. i.) It will be observed from the dates given in the Journals, that the poet did not keep to the chronological order of the Journey, in arranging these "Memorials" of their Continental Tour. In the strict order of time, this memorial to Aloys Reding should have preceded the sonnet _On approaching the Staubbach_.--ED. VARIANTS: [Footnote 498: 1837. Sinking in summer glory; And, while he sinks, affords a type 1822. ] FOOTNOTES: [Footnote HN: Compare Wordsworth's remarks on Waterfalls, in his _Description of the Scenery of the Lakes_.--ED.] XIV COMPOSED IN ONE OF THE CATHOLIC CANTONS[499] Doomed as we are our native dust[500] To wet with many a bitter shower,[501] It ill befits us to disdain[502] The altar, to deride the fane, Where simple[503] Sufferers bend, in trust 5 To win a happier hour. I love, where spreads the village lawn, Upon some knee-worn cell to gaze: Hail to the firm unmoving cross, Aloft, where pines their branches toss! 10 And to the chapel far withdrawn, That lurks by lonely ways! Where'er we roam--along the brink Of Rhine--or by the sweeping Po, Through Alpine vale, or champain[HO] wide, 15 Whate'er we look on, at our side Be Charity!--to bid us think, And feel, if we would know. The second stanza of this poem, entitled _Composed in one of the Catholic Cantons_, was in the original edition of 1822, a part of the poem entitled _The Church of San Salvador, seen from the Lake of Lugano_. The other stanzas were first published in 1827. Numerous references to "the firm unmoving cross," and to the chapel far withdrawn, That lurks by lonely ways,