Returns the voice thither whence it had come,
And so unchanged that it appears to mock.
Natural the cause, effect; the surprise,
When in lone spots a company’s loud cries
After stragglers on dark hills, bring back nought
But old words in old order as replies.
Where a height faced height, I have known a shout
To gambol between in a joyous rout,
And six or seven times reverberate;
Like ball thrown to and fro in play about.