'Tis sweet to rove upon the hills Among the trees and flowers, Or sit beside the laughing rills That glide near sunny bowers; To muse alone and gentle thought Delightedly to woo; But sweeter were that solitude If solitude for two. To listen to the wild birds sing, To gaze upon the sky, Where giants of the forest fling Their long arms wild and high: Such things I know are very sweet In scenes we love to view, But O! their joy is more complete In solitude for two! O, who would seek in loneliness A spirit pure and kind, Where solitude could but oppress, Or half awake the mind. When I would gaze on scenes like this Be happy, free and true, Let one fair being share my bliss In solitude for two. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE A POEM AGAINST THE WAR IN VIETNAM by HAYDEN CARRUTH POETS ARE BORN NOT MADE by ROBERT FROST DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A MENDOCINO MEMORY by EDWIN MARKHAM NEBUCHADNEZZAR: OR EATING GRASS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DIPPOLD THE OPTICIAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |