The following stanza occurs only in the editions of 1798 to 1805:
| My heart is touched to think that men like these, The rude earth's tenants, were my first relief: How kindly did they paint their vagrant ease! And their long holiday that feared not grief, For all belonged to all, and each was chief. No plough their sinews strained; on grating road No wain they drove, and yet, the yellow sheaf In every vale for their delight was stowed: For them, in nature's meads, the milky udder flowed. My heart is touched to think that men like these, Wild houseless Wanderers, were my first relief: In every field, with milk their dairy overflow'd. | 1798 1802 1802 |
My heart is touched to think that men like these,
The rude earth's tenants, were my first relief:
How kindly did they paint their vagrant ease!
And their long holiday that feared not grief,
For all belonged to all, and each was chief.
No plough their sinews strained; on grating road
No wain they drove, and yet, the yellow sheaf
In every vale for their delight was stowed:
For them, in nature's meads, the milky udder flowed.
My heart is touched to think that men like these,
Wild houseless Wanderers, were my first relief:
In every field, with milk their dairy overflow'd.
| 1836 | |
| Semblance, with straw and pannier'd ass, they made Of potters wandering on from door to door: But life of happier sort to me pourtrayed, They with their pannier'd Asses semblance made Of Potters ... | 1798 1802 |
Semblance, with straw and pannier'd ass, they made
Of potters wandering on from door to door:
But life of happier sort to me pourtrayed,
They with their pannier'd Asses semblance made
Of Potters ...
| 1836 | |
| In depth of forest glade, when ... Among the forest glades when ... | 1798 1802 |