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Amid the smoke of cities did you pass	A
The time of early youth and there you learned	B
From years of quiet industry to love	C
The living Beings by your own fireside	D
With such a strong devotion that your heart	E
Is slow to meet the sympathies of them	F
Who look upon the hills with tenderness	G
And make dear friendships with the streams and groves	H
Yet we who are transgressors in this kind	I
Dwelling retired in our simplicity	J
Among the woods and fields we love you well	K
Joanna and I guess since you have been	L
So distant from us now for two long years	M
That you will gladly listen to discourse	N
However trivial if you thence be taught	O
That they with whom you once were happy talk	P
Familiarly of you and of old times	Q
While I was seated now some ten days past	R
Beneath those lofty firs that overtop	S
Their ancient neighbour the old steeple tower	T
The Vicar from his gloomy house hard by	U
Came forth to greet me and when he had asked	V
How fares Joanna that wild hearted Maid	W
And when will she return to us he paused	X
And after short exchange of village news	Y
He with grave looks demanded for what cause	Z
Reviving obsolete idolatry	J
I like a Runic Priest in characters	A2
Of formidable size had chiselled out	B2
Some uncouth name upon the native rock	C2
Above the Rotha by the forest side	D
Now by those dear immunities of heart	E
Engendered between malice and true love	C
I was not loth to be so catechised	E
And this was my reply As it befell	K
One summer morning we had walked abroad	E
At break of day Joanna and myself	D2
'Twas that delightful season when the broom	E2
Full flowered and visible on every steep	S
Along the copses runs in veins of gold	E
Our pathway led us on to Rotha's banks	F2
And when we came in front of that tall rock	C2
That eastward looks I there stopped short and stood	E
Tracing the lofty barrier with my eye	U
From base to summit such delight I found	E
To note in shrub and tree in stone and flower	T
That intermixture of delicious hues	Y
Along so vast a surface all at once	G2
In one impression by connecting force	N
Of their own beauty imaged in the heart	E
When I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space	H2
Joanna looking in my eyes beheld	E
That ravishment of mine and laughed aloud	E
The Rock like something starting from a sleep	S
Took up the Lady's voice and laughed again	I2
That ancient Woman seated on Helm crag	C2
Was ready with her cavern Hammar scar	J2
And the tall Steep of Silver how sent forth	K2
A noise of laughter southern Loughrigg heard	E
And Fairfield answered with a mountain tone	L2
Helvellyn far into the clear blue sky	C2
Carried the Lady's voice old Skiddaw blew	M2
His speaking trumpet back out of the clouds	N2
Of Glaramara southward came the voice	O2
And Kirkstone tossed it from his misty head	E
Now whether said I to our cordial Friend	E
Who in the hey day of astonishment	E
Smiled in my face this were in simple truth	P2
A work accomplished by the brotherhood	E
Of ancient mountains or my ear was touched	E
With dreams and visionary impulses	Q2
To me alone imparted sure I am	R2
That there was a loud uproar in the hills	S2
And while we both were listening to my side	E
The fair Joanna drew as if she wished	E
To shelter from some object of her fear	T2
And hence long afterwards when eighteen moons	U2
Were wasted as I chanced to walk alone	L2
Beneath this rock at sunrise on a calm	V2
And silent morning I sat down and there	W2
In memory of affections old and true	M2
I chiselled out in those rude characters	A2
Joanna's name deep in the living stone	L2
And I and all who dwell by my fireside	E
Have called the lovely rock JOANNA'S ROCK	C2

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