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A garden-plot the mountain air perfumes,
Mid the dark pines a little orchard blooms;
A zig-zag path from the domestic skiff,
Threading the painful crag, surmounts the cliff. 1815.

. . . wood-cabin on the steeps. 1820.

. . . the desert air perfumes, 1820.

Thridding the painful crag, . . . 1832.
Yet, wheresoe'er amid the savage scene
Peeps out a little spot of smiling green,
Man with his babes undaunted thither creeps,
And hangs his small wood-hut upon the steeps.
A garden-plot . . . 1836. ]


[Variant 64:

1845.

--Before those hermit doors, that never know 1815.

--Before those lonesome doors, . . . 1836. ]


[Variant 65:

1845.

The grassy seat beneath their casement shade
The pilgrim's wistful eye hath never stayed. 1815.

The shady porch ne'er offered a cool seat
To pilgrims overpowered by summer's heat. 1836.