I searched a mountain top for solitude And quiet self-communion; far and wide The thoughts of men invade—which always brood Along horizons of the country side. I sought the prairie spaces where I found Familiar loneliness; but there the grass But whispers its small worries to the ground; And winds wail all earth's sorrow as they pass. For respite, I explored a busy street, In all the madding turmoil of the crowd— Where there were only strangers I could meet— Indifference wrapped round me as a cloud. Where shadows of self-interest, only, brood Is where I found my utter solitude. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PENITENTIAL PSALM: 143. DOMINE EXAUDI by THOMAS WYATT CROTALUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE LAST LEAF by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES TO HIS COY MISTRESS by ANDREW MARVELL A VISION UPON [THIS CONCEIT] OF THE FAERIE QUEENE (2) by WALTER RALEIGH LUCY (5) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |