And there it is, ...
| 1827 | |
| ... heartless ... | 1819 |
... heartless ...
| In the editions of 1819 and 1820 only. | |
| Out—out—and, like a brooding hen, Beside your sooty hearth-stone cower; Go, creep along the dirt, and pick Your way with your good walking-stick, Just three good miles an hour! |
Out—out—and, like a brooding hen,
Beside your sooty hearth-stone cower;
Go, creep along the dirt, and pick
Your way with your good walking-stick,
Just three good miles an hour!