Is he of God who terms the "solitude distress" Or being in it to himself hath sighed Against the balm therein, companionship desired? Is earth encumbered with a soul so spiritless Who weary of sweet self-communion cries "excess"? As well might one whose cup imbued with earthly wine Proffered replenisment decline Aware the fault the stuff possesses. Ah! No: in solitude there is no such deceit To him whose soul would soar To heights undreamed by ordinary clay. 'Tis but a state of heavenly sweet A glimpse of yon ethereal shore The gift of God, it offers light of day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INEVITABLY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MY GARDEN by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 3. ESCAPE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER HER LIKENESS by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK CEREMONIAL ODE; INTENDED FOR A UNIVERSITY by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE ECLOGUE: THE COMMON A-TOOK IN by WILLIAM BARNES |