The bird, with fading light who ceas'd to thread
Silent the hedge or steaming rivulet's bed,
The bird, who ceased, with fading light, to thread
| 1836 | |
| Salute with boding note the rising moon, Frosting with hoary light the pearly ground, And pouring deeper blue to Aether's bound; Rejoic'd her solemn pomp of clouds to fold In robes of azure, fleecy white, and gold, While rose and poppy, as the glow-worm fades, Checquer with paler red the thicket shades. | 1793 |
Salute with boding note the rising moon,
Frosting with hoary light the pearly ground,
And pouring deeper blue to Aether's bound;
Rejoic'd her solemn pomp of clouds to fold
In robes of azure, fleecy white, and gold,
While rose and poppy, as the glow-worm fades,
Checquer with paler red the thicket shades.
The last two lines occur only in the edition of 1793.
| And pleased her solemn pomp of clouds to fold | 1815 |
And pleased her solemn pomp of clouds to fold