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I wonder where Wordsworth was standing when he wrote these lines from Book 4 of The Prelude under the title “Summer Vacation”
Bright was the summer’s noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top
Standing alone, as from a rampart’s edge,
I overlooked the bed of Windermere,
Like a vast river, stretching in the sun.
With exultation, at my feet I saw
Lake, islands, promontories, gleaming bays,
A universe of Nature’s fairest forms
Proudly revealed with instantaneous burst,
Magnificent, and beautiful, and gay.
It could easily have been Wansfell Pike, the peak of which is just an hour’s walk from our Lake District lodges.