ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING One misty moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man, Clothed all in leather.

Lines 186-195 were substituted in 1845 for Heavy, and dull, and cloudy is the night; No star supplies the comfort of it's light, Glimmer the dim-lit Alps, dilated, round, And one sole light shifts in the vale profound; [s1] While, [s2] opposite, the waning moon hangs still, And red, above her [s3] melancholy hill.