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Medjnoon in his Solitude
Louisa Stuart Costello
My ev'ry thought and wish was thine; Alas! thou know'st too well— The ties that bind thy soul and mine, How lasting need I tell. Oh! I have l...Rate it:

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Ode on Solitude
Alexander Pope
Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground...Rate it:

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Première solitude
Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme
On voit dans les sombres écoles Des petits qui pleurent toujours ; Les autres font leurs cabrioles, Eux, ils restent au fond des cours. Leurs blou...Rate it:

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Solitude
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
OH ye kindly nymphs, who dwell 'mongst the rocks and the thickets, Grant unto each whatsoe'er he may in silence desire! Comfort impart to the mourn...Rate it:

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Solitude
Kurt Philip Behm
The beauty of isolation, the magic in being alone A singular attraction, —sagacious undertone (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)Rate it:

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Solitude
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
He's blessed, who lives in peace, that's distant From the ignorant fobs with calls, Who can provide his every instance With dreams, or labors, or r...Rate it:

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Solitude
Sir Henry Parkes
Where the mocking lyre-bird calls To its mate among the falls Of the mountain streams that play, Each adown its tortuous way; When the dewy-fingere...Rate it:

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Solitude
Anna Akhmatova
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. I tha...Rate it:

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Solitude
Alexander Pope
Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, who...Rate it:

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Solitude: An Ode
Alexander Pope
I. How happy he, who free from care The rage of courts, and noise of towns; Contented breaths his native air, In his own grounds. II. Whose ...Rate it:

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Winter-Solitude
Archibald Lampman
I saw the city's towers on a luminous pale-gray sky; Beyond them a hill of the softest mistiest green, With naught but frost and the coming...Rate it:

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The Seven Sisters
William Wordsworth
Or, The Solitude Of Binnorie SEVEN Daughter had Lord Archibald, All children of one mother: You could not say in one short day What love they bore...Rate it:

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Chapter-House, Furness Abbey
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The following lines are a translation of an exquisite epistle addressed by St. Beuve to A. Fontenay. It applies very aptly to the fine old Abbey, w...Rate it:

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Que diras-tu ce soir, pauvre âme solitaire (What Will You Say Tonight, Poor Solitary Soul)
Charles Baudelaire
Que diras-tu ce soir, pauvre âme solitaire, Que diras-tu, mon coeur, coeur autrefois flétri, À la très belle, à la très bonne, à la très chère, Don...Rate it:

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Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen
William Butler Yeats
MANY ingenious lovely things are gone That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude, protected from the circle of the moon That pitches common things ...Rate it:

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Palmyra (2nd Edition)
Thomas Love Peacock
---anankta ton pantôn huperbal- lonta chronon makarôn. Pindar. Hymn. frag. 33 Spirit of the days of yore! Thou! who, in thy haunted cave, By the...Rate it:

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Rosalind and Helen: a Modern Eclogue
Percy Bysshe Shelley
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T is long since thou and I have met;...Rate it:

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The Goat Paths
James Stephens
The crooked paths go every way Upon the hill - they wind about Through the heather in and out Of the quiet sunniness. And there the goats, day ...Rate it:

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The Troubadour. Canto 1 A
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,-- When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream, When your pillow is made of the violet, And over your head the...Rate it:

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Crowds
Charles Baudelaire
It is not given to every man to take a bath of multitude; enjoying a crowd is an art; and only he can relish a debauch of vitality at the expense o...Rate it:

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Book Second [School-Time Continued]
William Wordsworth
THUS far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace The simple ways in which my childhood walked; Those chiefly that...Rate it:

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A Prayer
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
LADY, in thy proud eyes There is a weary look, As if the spirit we know through them Were daunted with rebuke To think that the heart of man he...Rate it:

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An Australian Symphony
George Essex Evans
Not as the songs of other lands Her song shall be Where dim Her purple shore-line stands Above the sea! As erst she stood, she stands alo...Rate it:

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At One O'Clock In The Morning
Charles Baudelaire
Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For a few hours we shall have silence, if not repose. ...Rate it:

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By The Rosanna--To F.M. Stanzer Thal, Tyrol
George Meredith
The old grey Alp has caught the cloud, And the torrent river sings aloud; The glacier-green Rosanna sings An organ song of its upper springs. Foami...Rate it:

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