Among the groves of Coleorton, where I became familiar with the habits and notions of old Mitchell, there was also a labourer of whom I regret I had no personal knowledge; for, more than forty years after, when he was become an old man, I learnt that while I was composing verses, which I usually did aloud, he took much pleasure, unknown to me, in following my steps, that he might catch the words I uttered, and, what is not a little remarkable, several lines caught in this way kept their place in his memory.

My volumes have lately been given to him, by my informant, and surely he must have been gratified to meet in print his old acquaintance.
212.

*_Sonnet_ XXX.

'Four fiery steeds,' &c.
Suggested on the road between Preston and Lancaster, where it first gives a view of the Lake country, and composed on the same day, on the roof of the coach.
213.

*_Sonnet_ XXXI.