'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...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 4 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO LIZBIE BROWNE by THOMAS HARDY LUCIFER IN STARLIGHT by GEORGE MEREDITH THE RUSTIC LAD'S LAMENT IN THE TOWN by DAVID MACBETH MOIR SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR THE LOTOS-EATERS by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ROSE OF PEACE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |