| 1836 | |
| ... the waves ... | 1815 |
... the waves ...
| 1836 | |
| Th' unwearied sweep of wood thy cliffs that scales; The never-ending waters of thy vales; | 1815 |
Th' unwearied sweep of wood thy cliffs that scales;
The never-ending waters of thy vales;
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| The cots, those dim religious groves embower, Or, under rocks that from the water tower Insinuated, sprinkling all the shore, | 1815 |
The cots, those dim religious groves embower,
Or, under rocks that from the water tower
Insinuated, sprinkling all the shore,