ABSTRACT
Will you accept of the accompanying little Sketch of rural Scenery? [The Eden of Imagination (see entry 136b)] – Written not from immediate observation but from Remembrance – not from the objects themselves before my eye, but from the images of them on my mind. It may appear presumptuous in me to send the offspring of but an ill-stored memory to One who lives in a very friendship with Nature and thinks daily over the wandering streams & in the silent fields: – But I have long wished to thank you for the deep pleasure your Poems have given me – and Time has strengthened my wish – Inclination would fain persuade me that an opportunity now occurs, and I would fain believe her.
