No More Learning

. . 1820.

. . . could not much herself approve, 1827.

. . . lured by hope its sorrows to remove, 1832.

The lines 46, 47, were expanded in the edition of 1836 from one line in
the editions of 1820-1832. ]


[Variant 12:

1836.

I sigh at hoary Chartreuse' doom.
Where now is fled that Power whose frown severe
Tamed "sober Reason" till she crouched in fear?
That breathed a death-like peace these woods around;
The cloister startles . . . 1815.

Even now, emerging from the forest's gloom,
I heave a sigh at hoary Chartreuse' doom.
Where now is fled that Power whose frown severe
Tamed "sober Reason" till she crouched in fear? 1820. ]


[Variant 13:

1836.

That breathed a death-like silence wide around,
Broke only by the unvaried torrent's sound,
Or prayer-bell by the dull cicada drown'd. 1820.

The editions of 1827 and 1832 omit these lines. ]


[Variant 14:

1836.

The cloister startles at the gleam of arms,
And Blasphemy the shuddering fane alarms; 1815. ]


[Variant 15:

1793.

That . .