"The authority on which I give this information is decisive of the question. I have often traced upwards the course of the rill; and the secluded hollow, which by its source is beautified with fresh herbage and wild straggling bushes, was a favourite haunt of mine."—Ed.
VARIANTS:
[1] 1820.
There is a tiny water, neither rill,
Motionless well, nor running brook, nor aught MS.
There is a noiseless water, neither rill,
Nor spring enclosed in sculptured stone, nor aught MS.
There is a trickling water, neither rill,
Fountain inclosed, or rivulet, nor aught MS. 1806.
[2] 1820.
... It trickles down the hill,
So feebly, just for love of power and will,
Yet to my mind the nameless thing is brought MS.
... It totters down the hill,
So feebly, quite forlorn of power and will;
Yet nameless Thing it to my mind is brought MS.