...murm'ring tribes from me derive Th' ambrosial amber of the hive; Yet leave this barren spot to me : Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree ! Thrice twenty summers...sky grow bright, the forest green; And many a wintry witid have stood In bloomless fruitless solitude, Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent...

...Thrice twenty summers I have stood In bloomless, fruitless, solitude — Since childhood in my rustling bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour —...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long-forgotten name ; Oh ! by the vows of gentle...

...Thrice twenty summers I have stood In bloomless, fruitless, solitude— , Since childhood in my rustling bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour— Since...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long-forgotten name ; Oh ! by the vows of gentle...

...Thrice twenty summers I have stood In bloomless, fruitless, solitude — Since childhood in my rustling bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour— Since...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long-forgotten name ; Oh ! by the vows of gentle...

...Thrice twenty summers I have stood In bloomless, fruitless, solitude — Since childhood in my rustling bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour —...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid ; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long-forgotten name ; Oh ! by the vows of gentle...

...Thrice twenty summers I have stood In bloomless, fruitless, solitude— Since childhood in my rustling bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour— Since...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid; And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long-forgotten name: Oh! by the vows of gentle...

...murm'ring tribes from me derive Th' ambrosial amber of rhe hive ; Yet leave this barren spot to me : Spare, woodman, spare the Beechen Tree ! Thrice twenty summers I have seen The sky grow bright, she forest green ; And many a wint'ry wind have stood In bloomless, fruitless, soiitude, Since childhood...

...ambrosial amber of the hive; Yet leave this barren spot to me: Spare, woodman, spare the beechen treet Thrice twenty summers I have seen The sky grow bright, the forest green; And many a wintery wind have stood In bloom less, fruitless solitude, Since childhood in my pleasant bower First...

...twenty summers I have stood In hloomless fruitless solitude i Since childhood in my rustling .hower First spent its sweet and sportive hour, Since youthful...lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture paid. And on my trunk's surviving frame Carv'd many a long forgotten name. Oh, hy the vows of gentle...

...to, — Thrice twenty summers I have seen The sky grow light, the forest green, And many wintry winds have stood, In bloomless, fruitless solitude, Since childhood in my pleasant bower, &c. " Pleasant" was altered from " rustling." These were some of the retouches in the poet's earlier...