Note 6 — "THERE IS A LITTLE UNPRETENDING RILL"

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.