Glances the fire-clad eagle's
wheeling
form; 1815.
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Dwindles the pear on autumn's latest spray,
And apple sickens pale in summer's ray; 1815. ]
[Variant 72:
1845.
Ev'n here Content has fixed her smiling reign 1815. ]
[Variant 73:
1845.
And often grasps her sword, and often eyes:
Her crest a bough of Winter's bleakest pine,
Strange "weeds" and alpine plants her helm entwine,
And wildly-pausing oft she hangs aghast,
While thrills the "Spartan fife" between the blast. 1815.
Flowers of the loftiest Alps her helm entwine;
And, wildly pausing, oft she hangs aghast,
As thrills . . . 1836.
And oft at Fancy's call she stands aghast,
As if some old Swiss air had checked her haste,
Or thrill of Spartan fife were caught between the blast. C. ]
[Variant 74:
1845.
'Tis storm; and, hid in mist from hour to hour, 1815. ]
[Variant 75:
1845.
Glances the fire-clad eagle's wheeling form; 1815.
. . . glorious form; 1836. ]
[Variant 76:
1845.
Wide o'er the Alps a hundred streams unfold, 1815.
Those eastern cliffs . . . 1836. ]
[Variant 77:
1845.
. . . strives to shun
The west .
