O solitude
My sweetest choice
O solitude
O solitude my 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 these 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
O how agreeable a sight
These hanging mountains do appear
Which th' unhappy would invite
To finish all their sorrows here
When their hard
When their hard fate makes them endure
Such woes
Such woes as only death can cure
O how I solitude adore
O o o how I solitude adore
That element of noblest wit
Where I have learnt
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 does 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
