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1827.] [Variant 3. 1820. ... dwelt ... 1798.] [Variant 4. 1827. ... wood ... 1798] [Variant 5. 1836. And ... 1798.] [Variant 6. 1827. The bye-road ... 1798.] * * * * * FOOTNOTE ON THE TEXT [Footnote A: Compare the many entries about "gathering sticks" in the Alfoxden woods, in Dorothy Wordsworth's Journal.--Ed.] * * * * * HER EYES ARE WILD Composed 1798.--Published 1798. [Written at Alfoxden. The subject was reported to me by a lady of Bristol, who had seen the poor creature.--I. F.] From 1798 to 1805 this poem was published under the title of 'The Mad Mother'. In the editions of 1815 and 1820 it was ranked as one of the "Poems founded on the Affections." In the editions of 1827 and 1832, it was classed as one of the "Poems of the Imagination." In 1836 and afterwards, it was replaced among the "Poems founded on the Affections."--Ed. I Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, The sun has burnt her coal-black hair; Her eyebrows have a rusty stain, And she came far from over the main. She has a baby on her arm, 5 Or else she were alone: And underneath the hay-stack warm, And on the greenwood stone, She talked and sung the woods among, And it was in the English tongue. 10 II "Sweet babe! they say that I am mad But nay, my heart is far too glad; And I am happy when I sing Full many a sad and doleful thing: Then, lovely baby, do not fear! 15 I pray thee have no fear of me; But safe as in a cradle, here My lovely baby! thou shalt be: To thee I know too much I owe; I cannot work thee any woe. 20 III "A fire was once within my brain; And in my head a dull, dull pain; And fiendish faces, one, two, three, Hung at my breast, [1] and pulled at me; But then there came a sight of joy; 25 It came at once to do me good; I waked, and saw my little boy, My little boy of flesh and
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