O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings: climb with me the steep,--
Nature's observatory--whence the dell,
In flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
'Mongst boughs pavilion'd, where the deer's swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the foxglove bell.
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But 'midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess,
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But 'midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess,
And roam along, the world's tired denizen,
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless.
Converse with men makes sharp the glittering wit,
But God to man doth speak in solitude.
Converse with men makes sharp the glittering wit,
But God to man doth speak in solitude.
Solitude is the nurse of enthusiasm, and enthusiasm is the true
parent of genius. In all ages solitude has read more
Solitude is the nurse of enthusiasm, and enthusiasm is the true
parent of genius. In all ages solitude has been called for--has
been flown to.
Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression read more
Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more!
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of read more
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.
Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.
Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.
Among them, but not of them.
Among them, but not of them.
I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind
I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind
