Written at Grasmere. The effect of her laugh is an extravagance;
though the effect of the reverberation of voices in some parts of
the mountains is very striking. There is, in the "Excursion," an
allusion to the bleat of a lamb thus re-echoed, and described
without any exaggeration, as I heard it, on the side of Stickle
Tarn, from the precipice that stretches on to Langdale Pikes.
In Cumberland and Westmoreland are several Inscriptions, upon
the native rock, which, from the wasting of time, and the rudeness
of the workmanship, have been mistaken for Runic. They are without
The Rotha, mentioned in this poem, is the River which, flowing
through the lakes of Grasmere and Rydale, falls into Wynandermere.
On Helm-crag, that impressive single mountain at the head of the
Vale of Grasmere, is a rock which from most points of view bears a
striking resemblance to an old Woman cowering. Close by this rock
is one of those fissures or caverns, which in the language of the
country are called dungeons. Most of the mountains here mentioned
immediately surround the Vale of Grasmere; of the others, some are
at a considerable distance, but they belong to the same cluster.