I remember once, when Coleridge, he, and I were seated upon the turf on the brink of the stream, in the most beautiful part of the most beautiful glen of Alfoxden, Coleridge exclaimed, "This is a place to reconcile one to all the jarrings and conflicts of the wide world." "Nay," said Thelwall, "to make one forget them altogether." The visit of this man to Coleridge was, as I believe Coleridge has related, the occasion of a spy being sent by Government to watch our proceedings, which were, I can say with truth, such as the world at large would have thought ludicrously harmless.'[41] [40] _Memoirs_, i.

95-6.
[41] Ibid.i.

104-5.
19.

_Poetry added to: April 12th, 1798_.
'You will be pleased to hear that I have gone on very rapidly adding to my stock of poetry.

Do come and let me read it to you under the old trees in the park [at Alfoxden].