[Variant 1: 

1827.

... a spot of holy ground, By Pain and her sad family unfound, Sure, Nature’s God that spot to man had given, Where murmuring rivers join the song of even; Where falls ... 1820.]

[Variant 2: 

1836.

    Where the resounding power of water shakes 1820.

    Where with loud voice the power of waters shakes 1827.]

[Variant 3: 

1836.

      And not unrecompensed the man shall roam,
    Who, to converse with Nature, quits his home,
    And plods o’er hills and vales his way forlorn,
    Wooing her various charms from eve to morn. 1820.

      Yet not unrecompensed the man shall roam,
    Who at the call of summer quits his home,
    And plods through some far realm o’er vale and height,
    Though seeking only holiday delight; 1827.]

[Variant 4:  Lines 13 and 14 were introduced in 1827.]

[Variant 5: 

1827.

    No sad vacuities [i] his heart annoy;—­
    Blows not a Zephyr but it whispers joy;
    For him lost flowers their idle sweets exhale;
    He tastes the meanest note that swells the gale;
    For him sod-seats ... 1815.

    Breathes not a zephyr but it whispers joy;
    For him the loneliest flowers their sweets exhale;
    He marks “the meanest note that swells the [ii] gale;” 1820.]

[Variant 6: 

1820.

    And dear the green-sward to his velvet tread; 1815.]

[Variant 7: 

1815.

    Whilst ...  Only in 1820.]

[Variant 8: 

1820.

    ... with kindest ray
    To light him shaken by his viewless way. 1815.]

[Variant 9: 

1836.

    With bashful fear no cottage children steal
    From him, a brother at the cottage meal, 1815.]

[Variant 10: 

1845.

    Much wondering what sad stroke of crazing Care,
    Or desperate Love could lead a wanderer there. 1815.

    Much wondering in what fit of crazing care,
    Or desperate love, a wanderer came there. 1836.]

[Variant 11: 

1836.

      Me, lured by hope her sorrows to remove,
    A heart that could not much itself approve,
    O’er Gallia’s wastes of corn dejected led,
    Her road elms rustling high above my head,
    Or through her truant pathways’ native charms,
    By secret villages and lonely farms,
    To where the Alps ... 1820.

    ... could not much herself approve, 1827.

... lured by hope its sorrows to remove, 1832.

The lines 46, 47, were expanded in the edition of 1836 from one line in the editions of 1820-1832.]