Before me as the Wanderer stood,
  No bonnet screened her from the heat;
  Nor claimed she service from the hood
  Of a blue mantle, to her feet
  Depending with a graceful flow;
  Only she wore a cap pure as unsullied snow. 1827.

  Before my eyes a Wanderer stood;
  Her face from summer’s noon-day heat
  Nor bonnet shaded, nor the hood
  Of that blue cloak which to her feet
  Depended with a graceful flow;
  Only she wore a cap as white as new-fallen snow. 1832.

  No bonnet shaded, nor the hood
  Of the blue cloak ... 1836.

  She had a tall man’s height or more;
  And while, ’mid April’s noontide heat,
  A long blue cloak the vagrant wore,
  A mantle reaching to her feet,
  No bonnet screened her lofty brow,
  Only she wore a cap as white as new-fallen snow.  C.

  She had a tall man’s height or more;
  A garment for her stature meet,
  And for a vagrant life, she wore
  A mantle reaching to her feet. 
  Nor hood, nor bonnet screened her lofty brow, C.]

[Variant 2: 

1827.

  In all my walks, through field or town,
  Such Figure had I never seen: 
  Her face was of Egyptian brown: 
  Fit person was she for a Queen, 1807.

  Such figure had I never seen
  In all my walks through field or town,
  Fit person seemed she for a Queen, C.]

[Variant 3: 

1836.

  To head ... 1807.]

[Variant 4: 

1845.

  Before me begging did she stand,
  Pouring out sorrows like a sea;
  Grief after grief:—­on English Land
  Such woes I knew could never be; 1807.

  Her suit no faltering scruples checked;
  Forth did she pour, in current free,
  Tales that could challenge no respect
  But from a blind credulity; 1827.

  She begged an alms; no scruple checked
  The current of her ready plea,
  Words that could challenge ... 1832.

  Before me begging did she stand
  And boldly urged a doleful plea,
  Grief after grief, on English land
  Such woes I knew could never be.  C.]

[Variant 5: 

1807.

  With yellow flowers around, as with a golden band.  C.]

[Variant 6: 

1827.

  And they both ... 1807.]

[Variant 7: 

1820.

  Two Brothers seem’d they, eight and ten years old;
  And like that Woman’s face as gold is like to gold. 1807.]

[Variant 8:  This stanza was added in the edition of 1827.]

[Variant 9: 

1836.

  Precursors of ... 1827.]

[Variant 10: 

1827.

  They bolted on me thus, and lo! 1807.]

[Variant 11: