I was too much in solitude, and consequently was obliged to be in continual burning of thought, as an only resource.

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.

To Sorrow / I bade good-morrow, / And thought to leave her far away behind; / But cheerly, cheerly, / She loves me dearly; / She is so constant to me, and so kind.

Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought / As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!

Converse with men makes sharp the glittering wit, But God to man doth speak in solitude.

Solitude sometimes is best society.