Our earth is no doubt made of excellent stuff,
But her pulses beat slower and slower,
The weather in Forty was cutting and rough,
And then, as Heaven knows, the glass stood low enough,
And now it is four degrees lower.

This stanza occurs only in the editions of 1800 to 1815.

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[Variant 4:]

1820
Here's a Fly, ... 1800

Here's a Fly, ...

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[Variant 5:]

1827
... this ...1800

... this ...