And glad to greet the sun.

No guide it needs, no check it fears,
How merrily it goes!
'Twill murmur on a thousand years,
And flow as now it flows.

Down towards the vale with eager speed,
Behold this streamlet run
As if 'twere pleased with summer skies
And glad to meet the sun.

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[Variant 3:]

1837
The blackbird in the summer trees,
The lark upon the hill,
1800

The blackbird in the summer trees,
The lark upon the hill,

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[Variant 4:]

1832
... is .... 1800 and MS.