... but you, I guess,
[60] 1827.
... He, at the word,
Pointing towards a sweet briar, bade me climb
The fence hard by, where that aspiring shrub
Looked out upon the road ...
... He raised his hand,
And to a sweet-briar pointing, bade me climb
[61] 1814.
The gooseberry-trees that showed their dwindled fruit