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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
England: Vols. I–IV.  1876–79.
Rotha, the River
Banks of the Rotha
William Wordsworth (1770–1850)
From “To Joanna

’T WAS that delightful season when the broom,
Full-flowered, and visible on every steep,
Along the copses runs in veins of gold.
Our pathway led us on to Rotha’s banks;
And when we came in front of that tall rock        5
That eastward looks, I there stopped short, and stood
Tracing the lofty barrier with my eye
From base to summit; such delight I found
To note in shrub and tree, in stone and flower,
That intermixture of delicious hues,        10
Along so vast a surface, all at once,
In one impression, by connecting force
Of their own beauty, imaged in the heart.
When I had gazed perhaps two minutes’ space,
Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld        15
That ravishment of mine, and laughed aloud.
The rock, like something starting from a sleep,
Took up the lady’s voice, and laughed again;
That ancient woman seated on Helm Crag
Was ready with her cavern; Hammar Scar,        20
And the tall steep of Silver How, sent forth
A noise of laughter; Southern Loughrigg heard,
And Fairfield answered with a mountain tone;
Helvellyn far into the clear blue sky
Carried the lady’s voice,—old Skiddaw blew        25
His speaking-trumpet; back out of the clouds
Of Glaramara southward came the voice,
And Kirkstone tossed it from his misty head.

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