[Variant 12: 

1836.

            I sigh at hoary Chartreuse’ doom. 
    Where now is fled that Power whose frown severe
    Tamed “sober Reason” till she crouched in fear? 
    That breathed a death-like peace these woods around;
    The cloister startles ... 1815.

  Even now, emerging from the forest’s gloom,

I heave a sigh at hoary Chartreuse’ doom. 
Where now is fled that Power whose frown severe
Tamed “sober Reason” till she crouched in fear? 1820.]

[Variant 13: 

1836.

    That breathed a death-like silence wide around,
    Broke only by the unvaried torrent’s sound,
    Or prayer-bell by the dull cicada drown’d. 1820.

The editions of 1827 and 1832 omit these lines.]

[Variant 14: 

1836.

    The cloister startles at the gleam of arms,
    And Blasphemy the shuddering fane alarms; 1815.]

[Variant 15: 

1793.

    That ... 1827.

The edition of 1836 returns to the text of 1793.]

[Variant 16: 

1836.

    And swells the groaning torrent with his tears. 1815.

In the editions 1815-1832 lines 61, 62 followed line 66.]

[Variant 17: 

1836.

    Nod the cloud-piercing pines their troubled heads, 1815.]

[Variant 18: 

1836.

    The cross with hideous laughter Demons mock,
    By angels planted on the aereal rock. 1815.

    The cross, by angels on the aerial rock
    Planted, a flight of laughing demons mock. 1832.]

[Variant 19: 

1836.

    ... sound ... 1815.]

[Variant 20: 

1836.

    To ringing team unknown ... 1815.]

[Variant 21: 

1827.

    Wild round the steeps the little pathway twines, 1815.]

[Variant 22: 

1836.

    The viewless lingerer ... 1815.]

[Variant 23: 

1845.

    Tracking the yellow sun from steep to steep,
    As up the opposing hills, with tortoise foot, they creep. 1815.

    And track the yellow light ... 1836.

    ... on naked steeps
    As up the opposing hill it slowly creeps.  C.]

[Variant 24: 

1845.

    Here half a village shines, in gold arrayed,
    Bright as the moon; ... 1815.]

[Variant 25: 

1827.

    From the dark sylvan roofs the restless spire
    Inconstant glancing, mounts like springing fire. 1815.]

[Variant 26: 

1836.

    ... the waves ... 1815.]

[Variant 27: 

1836.