Long may ye roam these hermit waves that sleep,
In birch-besprinkl'd cliffs embosom'd deep;
These fairy holms untrodden, still, and green,
Whose shades protect the hidden wave serene;
Whence fragrance scents the water's desart gale,
The violet, and the[iii] lily of the vale; .
Long may ye float upon these floods serene;
Yours be these holms untrodden, still, and green,
Whose leafy shades fence off the blustering gale,
Where breathes in peace the lily of the vale.
| 1820 | |
| Where, tho' her far-off twilight ditty steal, They not the trip of harmless milkmaid feel. | 1793 |
Where, tho' her far-off twilight ditty steal,
They not the trip of harmless milkmaid feel.
| 1836 | |
| Yon tuft conceals your home, your cottage bow'r. Fresh water rushes strew the verdant floor; Yon isle conceals ... | 1793 1820 |
Yon tuft conceals your home, your cottage bow'r.
Fresh water rushes strew the verdant floor;
Yon isle conceals ...