Auld
| 1836 | |
| —This woman dwelt in Dorsetshire, Her hut was on a cold hill-side, And in that country coals are dear, For they come far by wind and tide. Remote from sheltering village green, Upon a bleak hill-side, she dwelt, Where from sea-blasts the hawthorns lean, And hoary dews are slow to melt. On a hill's northern side she dwelt. | 1798 1820 1827 |
—This woman dwelt in Dorsetshire,
Her hut was on a cold hill-side,
And in that country coals are dear,
For they come far by wind and tide.
Remote from sheltering village green,
Upon a bleak hill-side, she dwelt,
Where from sea-blasts the hawthorns lean,
And hoary dews are slow to melt.
On a hill's northern side she dwelt.
| 1820 | |
| ... dwelt ... | 1798 |
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