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[Variant 100:]

1836 Lines 380-385 were previously:
—I see him, up the midway cliff he creeps
To where a scanty knot of verdure peeps,
Thence down the steep a pile of grass he throws,
The fodder of his herds in winter snows.


1815

—I see him, up the midway cliff he creeps
To where a scanty knot of verdure peeps,
Thence down the steep a pile of grass he throws,
The fodder of his herds in winter snows.

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[Variant 101:]

1836
... to what tradition hoar
Transmits of days more blest ...
1815

... to what tradition hoar
Transmits of days more blest ...

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[Variant 102:]