Forth walks the man of taste among the woods
& fields & where small channels run their floods
Loud laughing on their errands watering flowers
& down the narrow lanes he walks for hours
All carpeted anew with young swathes [of] grass
So soft that birds hear not the feet that pass
Close by their nests he peeps the leaves among
& marks with rapture how they brood their young
He drops beneath the bush [beside] the running brook
To read some pages of a favourite book
Pet MS A31 p23 if you are interested in exactly where I found it.
Compare the final two lines with the PoS (published) version, which do you prefer?
- Then drops beneath the bushes to peruse
A pocket poet of some favoured muse