Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES ADDED TO WYCHERLEY'S POEMS: 5. SOLITUDE AND RETIREMENT, by ALEXANDER POPE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Honour and wealth, the joys we seek, deny Last Line: A type of paradise, the rural scene! Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
Honour and Wealth, the Joys we seek, deny By their Encrease, and their Variety; And more confound our Choice than satisfie: Officious, bold Disturbances they grow, That interrupt our Peace, and work our Woe: Make Life a Scene of Pain, and constant Toil, And all our Days in fresh Pursuits embroil. But if to Solitude we turn our Eyes, To View a thousand real Blessings rise; Pleasures sincere, and unallay'd with Pain, An easie Purchase, but an ample Gain! There Censure, Envy, Malice, Scorn, or Hate, Cannot affect Us in our tranquil State: Those Cankers that on busie Honour prey, And all their Spight on active Pomp display. Alone, remov'd from Grandeur and from Strife, And ev'ry Curse that loads a publick Life, In Safety, Innocence, and full Repose, Man the true Worth of his Creation knows. Luxurious Nature's Wealth in Thought surveys, And meditates her Charms, and sings her Praise. To him, with humble Privacy content, Life is, in Courts, and gawdy Pride, mis-spent. To him, the Rural Cottage does afford What he prefers to the Patrician Board: Such wholsome Foods as Nature's Wants supply, And ne'er reproach him with his Luxury. He traverses the blooming verdant Mead, Nor envies those that on rich Carpets tread. Basks in the Sun, then to the Shades retires, And takes a Shelter from his pointed Fires. Wak'd by the Morning-Cock, unseals his Eyes, And sees the Rusticks to their Labours rise; And in the Ev'ning, when those Labours cease, Beholds them cheary eat the Bread of Peace: Sees no foul Discords at their Banquets bred, Nor Emulations, nor Disgusts succeed: But all is quiet, jocund, and serene, A Type of Paradise, the Rural Scene! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES A FAREWELL TO LONDON IN THE YEAR 1715 by ALEXANDER POPE |
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