1836
Once did I pierce to where a cabin stood;
The red-breast peace had buried it in wood,

And once I pierced the mazes of a wood,
Where, far from public haunt, a cabin stood;
1820


1827

Once did I pierce to where a cabin stood;
The red-breast peace had buried it in wood,
And once I pierced the mazes of a wood,
Where, far from public haunt, a cabin stood;

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[Variant 42:]

1836
There, by the door a hoary-headed Sire
Touched with his withered hand an ancient lyre; 		1820

There, by the door a hoary-headed Sire
Touched with his withered hand an ancient lyre;

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[Variant 43:]

1836 This and the following line were expanded from:
Beneath an old-grey oak, as violets lie, 1820

Beneath an old-grey oak, as violets lie,