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Cover me with the haze of
Fragmented years,
Let me sleep through this autumn
Where rains greedily devour

In the wasteland of solitude, my love, quivershadows of your voice, illusions of your lips
In the wasteland of solitude, from the dusts of
Sprout jasmines and roses of your
From somewhere close by, rises the warmth of your breathand...

Happy the man, whose wish and careA few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,                                In his own ground
Whose heards with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,

This place is always a little lonely
At the noise and life;
I like solitude,
But not in places

AY, surely it is here that Love should come,
And find, (if he may find on earth), a home;
Here cast off all the sorrow and the
That cling like shadows to his very name

O Solitude
if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled
Of murky buildings: climb with me the steep,— Nature's observatory—whence the dell,

Is someone there, oh weeping heart
No, no one there
Perhaps a traveler, but he will be on his way
The night is spent, the dust of stars begins to scatter

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own

He's blessed, who lives in peace, that's
From the ignorant fobs with calls,
Who can provide his every
With dreams, or labors, or recalls;

So many stones have been thrown at me,
That I'm not frightened of them anymore,
And the pit has become a solid tower,
Tall among tall towers

Hail, mildly pleasing Solitude,
Companion of the wise and good,
But from whose holy piercing
The herd of fools and villains fly

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray,
And when I cross'd the Wild,
I chanc'd to see at break of
The solitary Child