While Joy Gave Clouds The Light Of Stars, That Beamed Where'Er They Looked; And Calves And Lambs Had Tottering Knees, Excited, While They Sucked; While Every Bird Enjoyed His Song, Without One Thought Of Harm Or Wrong, I Turned My Head And Saw The Wind, Not Far From Where I Stood, Dragging The Corn By Her Golden Hair, Into A Dark And Lonely Wood.