Solitude (II) part 5


So leave wi silent long farwell
    Vain life—as left the snail his shell
    All this when there my eyes behold
    On every stone & heap of mould
    Solitude & thou art sweet
    Somthing solemn tho to meet
    When wi listning pause I look
    Round the pillars ruind nook
    Glooms revealing dim descryd
    Ghosts companiond by thy side
    Where in old deformity
    Ancient arches sweepeth high
    & the storms the painted pane
    Growls in angry mood again

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