[Variant 38:

1842.

Remote from man, and storms of mortal care,
A heavenly silence did the waves invest;
I looked and looked along the silent air,
Until it seemed to bring a joy to my despair. 1798.

Oh me, how quiet sky and ocean were!
My heart was healed within me, I was bless'd.
And looked, and looked ... 1802.

My heart was hushed within me, ... 1815.

As quiet all within me, ... 1827.]


[Variant 39:

1800.

Where looks inhuman dwelt on festering heaps! 1798.]


[Variant 40: The following stanza appeared only in the editions
1798-1805:

Yet does that burst of woe congeal my frame,