O!Solitude,my sweetest choise
O!Solitude
O!Solitude,My sweetest choise
Please devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult,and from noise,
How you my restless thoughts delight!
O!Solitude
O!Solitude,My sweetest choise
O Heavens!what content is mine,
To see those trees which have appear’d
From the nativity of Time,
And which hall ages have rever’d,
To look to-day as fresh and green,
To look to-day as fresh and green,
As when their beauties first were seen!
O!how agreeable a sight
These hanging mountains do appear,
Which the unhappy would invite
To finish all their sorrows here,
When their hard fate makes them endure
Such woes,
Such woes, as only death can cure.
O!how I Solitude adore,
O!how I Solitude adore,
That element of noblest wit.
Where I have learnt Apollo’s lore.
Without the pains, the pains to study it:
For thy sake I in love am grown
With what thy fancy,thy fancy does pursue;
But when I think upon my own,
I hate it,I hate it for that reason too.
Because it needs must hinder me
From seeing,from seeing,and from serving thee.
O!Solitude
O!how I Solitude adore.