| 1845 | |
| Here half a village shines, in gold arrayed, Bright as the moon; ... | 1815 |
Here half a village shines, in gold arrayed,
Bright as the moon; ...
| 1827 | |
| From the dark sylvan roofs the restless spire Inconstant glancing, mounts like springing fire. | 1815 |
From the dark sylvan roofs the restless spire
Inconstant glancing, mounts like springing fire.