He rests the harp upon his knee,
And there in a forgotten tongue
He warbles melody.
And there in a forgotten tongue
He warbles melody.
William Wordsworth
.
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1800.
]
[Variant 8:
1802.
A piping Shepherd he might be,
A Herd-boy of the wood. 1800. ]
[Variant 9:
1802.
. . . nor . . . 1800. ]
[Variant 10:
1836.
He rests the harp upon his knee,
And there in a forgotten tongue
He warbles melody. 1800. ]
[Variant 11:
1827.
Of flocks and herds both far and near 1800.
Of flocks upon the neighbouring hills 1802. ]
[Variant 12:
1845.
. . . sits . . . 1800. ]
[Variant 13:
When near this blasted tree you pass,
Two sods are plainly to be seen
Close at its root, and each with grass
Is cover'd fresh and green.
Like turf upon a new-made grave
These two green sods together lie,
Nor heat, nor cold, nor rain, nor wind
Can these two sods together bind,
Nor sun, nor earth, nor sky,
But side by side the two are laid,
As if just sever'd by the spade.
This stanza occurs only in the edition of 1800.
[Variant 8:
1802.
A piping Shepherd he might be,
A Herd-boy of the wood. 1800. ]
[Variant 9:
1802.
. . . nor . . . 1800. ]
[Variant 10:
1836.
He rests the harp upon his knee,
And there in a forgotten tongue
He warbles melody. 1800. ]
[Variant 11:
1827.
Of flocks and herds both far and near 1800.
Of flocks upon the neighbouring hills 1802. ]
[Variant 12:
1845.
. . . sits . . . 1800. ]
[Variant 13:
When near this blasted tree you pass,
Two sods are plainly to be seen
Close at its root, and each with grass
Is cover'd fresh and green.
Like turf upon a new-made grave
These two green sods together lie,
Nor heat, nor cold, nor rain, nor wind
Can these two sods together bind,
Nor sun, nor earth, nor sky,
But side by side the two are laid,
As if just sever'd by the spade.
This stanza occurs only in the edition of 1800.