O solitude my sweetest choice

O solitude

O solitude

My sweetest sweetest choice

Places devoted to the night

Remote from tumult and from noise

How ye my restless thoughts delight

O solitude

O solitude my sweetest sweetest choice

O heav'ns what content is mine

To see those trees which have appear'd

From the nativity of time

And which all ages have rever'd

To look today as fresh and green

To look today as fresh and green

As when their beauties first were seen

Oh how agreeable a sight

These hanging mountains do appear

Which th' unhappy would invite

To finish all their sorrows here

When their hard

Their hard fate

Fate makes them enduare

Such woes

Such woes as only death can cure

Oh

Oh how I solitude adore

Oh oh how I solitude adore

That element of noblest wit

Where I have learned

Where I have learned Apollo's lore

Without the pains

The pains to study it

For thy sake I in love am grown

With what thy fancy

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 oh how I solitude adore