[Variant 2: 

1807.

  ... must live ... 1803.]

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FOOTNOTE ON THE TEXT

[Footnote A:  It was first printed in ‘The Morning Post’, April 16. 1803, and signed W. L. D.—­Ed.]

[Footnote B:  Compare Daniel’s ‘Civil War’, book ii. stanza 7.—­Ed.]

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“WHEN I HAVE BORNE IN MEMORY WHAT HAS TAMED”

Composed September, 1802.—­Published 1807 [A]

  When I have borne in memory what has tamed
  Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart
  When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
  The student’s bower for gold, some fears unnamed
  I had, my Country!—­am I to be blamed? 5
  Now, [1] when I think of thee, and what thou art,
  Verily, in the bottom of my heart,
  Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed. [2]
  For dearly must we prize thee; we who find
  In thee a bulwark for the cause of men; [3] 10
  And I by my affection was beguiled: 
  What wonder if a Poet now and then,
  Among the many movements of his mind,
  Felt for thee as a lover or a child!

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VARIANTS ON THE TEXT

[Variant 1.

1845.

  But,... 1803.]

[Variant 2.

1807.

  I of those fears of mine am much ashamed. 1803.]

[Variant 3.

1845.

  But dearly do I prize thee for I find
  In thee a bulwark of the cause of men; 1803.

  But dearly must we prize thee; we who find 1807.

  ... for the cause of men; 1827.

  Most dearly 1838.

The text of 1840 returns to that of 1827.]

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FOOTNOTE ON THE TEXT

[Footnote A:  But printed previously in ‘The Morning Post’, September 17, 1803, under the title ‘England’, and signed W. L. D. Also, see Coleridge’s ‘Poems on Political Events’, 1828-9.—­Ed.]

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COMPOSED AFTER A JOURNEY ACROSS THE HAMBLETON HILLS, [A] YORKSHIRE

Composed October 4, 1802.—­Published 1807

[Composed October 4th, 1802, after a journey over the Hambleton Hills, on a day memorable to me—­the day of my marriage.  The horizon commanded by those hills is most magnificent.  The next day, while we were travelling in a post-chaise up Wensleydale, we were stopped by one of the horses proving restive, and were obliged to wait two hours in a severe storm before the post-boy could fetch from the inn another to supply its place.  The spot was in front of Bolton Hall, where Mary Queen of Scots was kept prisoner, soon after her unfortunate landing at Workington.  The place then belonged to the Scroops, and memorials of her are yet preserved there.  To beguile the time I composed a Sonnet.  The subject was our own confinement contrasted with hers; but it was not thought worthy of being preserved.—­I.  F.]