We all thought there was ample room for retort on his part, so curious was the appearance of these ladies, so elaborately sentimental about themselves and their _caro Albergo_, as they named it in an inscription on a tree that stood opposite, the endearing epithet being preceded by the word _Ecco_! calling upon the saunterer to look about him.

So oddly was one of these ladies attired that we took her, at a little distance, for a Roman Catholic priest, with a crucifix and relics hung at his neck.

They were without caps; their hair bushy and white as snow, which contributed to the mistake.
218.

_Sonnet_ XI.

In the Woods of Rydal.
This Sonnet, as Poetry, explains itself, yet the scene of the incident having been a wild wood, it may be doubted, as a point of natural history, whether the bird was aware that his attentions were bestowed upon a human, or even a living creature.