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Whose walls more awful nod^[1]
By thy religious gleams.

Or, if chill blustering winds, or driving rain,^[2]
Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut,
That from the mountain's side, 35
Views wilds, and swelling floods,

And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires;
And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all
Thy dewy fingers draw
The gradual dusky veil. 40

While Spring shall pour his showers, as oft he wont,
And bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve!
While Summer loves to sport
Beneath thy lingering light;

While sallow Autumn fills thy lap with leaves; 45
Or Winter, yelling through the troublous air,
Affrights thy shrinking train,
And rudely rends thy robes;

Variations.

1. Ver. 31.Or upland fallows grey,
   Reflect its last cool gleam.
2. Ver. 33. But when chill blustering winds, or driving rain,
   Forbid my willing feet, be mine the hut,