They cross the chasmy torrent's foam-lit bed,
Rocked on the dizzy larch's narrow tread;
Or steal beneath loose mountains, half deterr'd,
That sigh and shudder to the lowing herd. 1815.]


[Variant 99: This couplet was added in the edition of 1836.]


[Variant 100:

1836.

Lines 380-385 were previously:

--I see him, up the midway cliff he creeps
To where a scanty knot of verdure peeps,
Thence down the steep a pile of grass he throws,
The fodder of his herds in winter snows. 1815.]


[Variant 101:

1836.

... to what tradition hoar
Transmits of days more blest ... 1815.]