Note 74 — PREFACE TO THE EDITION OF 1814

... far remote. And glad I was, when, halting by yon gate That leads from the green lane, once more I saw These lofty elm-trees. Long I did not rest: With many pleasant thoughts I chear'd my way O'er the flat Common.—Having reached the door I knock'd,—and, when I entered with the hope 1814. Of usual greeting, Margaret looked at me