For come Diseases on, and Penury's rage,
Labour, and Care, and Pain, and dismal Age,
Till, Hope-deserted, long in vain his breath
Implores the
dreadful
untried sleep of Death.
William Wordsworth
.. 1827.]
[Variant 141:
1836.
Fair smiling lights the purpled hills illume! 1815.]
[Variant 142:
1836.
Soft ... 1815.]
[Variant 143:
1836.
Soon flies the little joy to man allowed,
And grief before him travels like a cloud: 1815.]
[Variant 144:
1836. (Expanding four lines into six.
)
For come Diseases on, and Penury's rage,
Labour, and Care, and Pain, and dismal Age,
Till, Hope-deserted, long in vain his breath
Implores the
dreadful
untried sleep of Death.
1815.]
[Variant 145:
1836.
A Temple stands; which holds an awful shrine, 1815.]
[Variant 146:
1836.
Pale, dreadful faces round the Shrine appear, 1815.]
[Variant 147:
1836. After this line the editions of 1815-1832 have the following
couplet:
While strives a secret Power to hush the crowd,
Pain's wild rebellious burst proclaims her rights aloud,
and this is followed by lines 545-6 of the final text.]
[Variant 148:
1836.
From 1815 to 1832, the following two couplets followed line 546. The
first of these was withdrawn in 1836.
Mid muttering prayers all sounds of torment meet,
Dire clap of hands, distracted chafe of feet;
While loud and dull ascends the weeping cry,
Surely in other thoughts contempt may die. 1815.]
