Living
Un Solitaire. To Sarah Lachlan
From The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb, IV: Poems and Plays, ed. E. V. Lucas
Living
Solitary man, around thee
Are the mountains: Peace hath found thee
Resting by that rippling tide;
All vain toys of life expelling,
Hermit-like, thou find'st a dwelling,
Lost 'mid foliage stretching wide.
Angels here alone may find thee,
Contemplation fast may bind thee.
Holier spot, or more fantastic,
Livelier scene of deep seclusion,
Armed by Nature 'gainst intrusion,
Never graced a seat Monastic.
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Lamb, Charles. “Un Solitaire. To Sarah Lachlan.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lamb/125/.
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Lamb, Charles. “Un Solitaire. To Sarah Lachlan.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lamb/125/.
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