Ode on Solitude

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2> ODE ON SOLITUDE.</h2> <p> 1 Happy the man, whose wish and care<br/> A few paternal acres bound,<br/> Content to breathe his native air<br/> In his own ground.<br/> <br/> 2 Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,<br/> Whose flocks supply him with attire,<br/> Whose trees in summer yield him shade,<br/> In winter fire.<br/> <br/> 3 Blest, who can unconcern'dly find<br/> Hours, days, and years slide soft away,<br/> In health of body, peace of mind,<br/> Quiet by day;<br/> <br/> 4 Sound sleep by night; study and ease,<br/> Together mix'd; sweet recreation;<br/> And innocence, which most does please,<br/> With meditation.<br/> <br/> 5 Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,<br/> Thus unlamented let me die,<br/> Steal from the world, and not a stone<br/> Tell where I lie.<br/> <br/></p> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />