Notes - (VERSO)
of years ago, but romance is not appreciated now.
M16. It was a September evening and all the gaps and clearings in the woods were brimmed up with ruby (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)sunset(end superscript) light. Here and there the lane was splashed with it, but for the most part it was already quite shadowy beneath the maples, and the spaces under the firs were filled with a clear violet dusk (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)like airy wine.(end superscript) The winds were out in their tops and there is no sweeter music on earth than that which the wind makes in the fir trees at evening.
N16 finding it necessary to lean up against a maple tree for support,
O16 I felt so heart-broken that I wouldn’t say my prayers when