His wizard course where hoary Derwent takes
Thro' craggs, and forest glooms, and opening lakes,
Staying his silent waves, to hear the roar
That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lodore:
Where silver rocks the savage prospect chear
Of giant yews that frown on Rydale's mere;
Where Derwent stops his course to hear the roar
That stuns the tremulous cliffs ...

(Omitting two lines of the 1793 text quoted above.)

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[Variant 2:]

1836
Where, bosom'd deep, the shy Winander peeps

Where, deep embosom'd, shy Winander peeps		 1793.

1827

Where, bosom'd deep, the shy Winander peeps
Where, deep embosom'd, shy Winander peeps

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[Variant 3:]

1836
Fair scenes! with other eyes, than once, I gaze,
The ever-varying charm your round displays,
Than when, ere-while, I taught, "a happy child,"
The echoes of your rocks my carols wild:
Then did no ebb of chearfulness demand
Sad tides of joy from Melancholy's hand;
Upon the varying charm your round displays,




1793

1820

Fair scenes! with other eyes, than once, I gaze,
The ever-varying charm your round displays,
Than when, ere-while, I taught, "a happy child,"
The echoes of your rocks my carols wild:
Then did no ebb of chearfulness demand
Sad tides of joy from Melancholy's hand;
Upon the varying charm your round displays,