O Solitude If I Must with Thee Dwell - John Keats

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O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,— Nature's observatory—whence the dell Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep 'Mongst boughs pavillion'd, where the deer's swift leap Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell But though I'll gladly trace these scenes with thee Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind Whose words are imagеs of thoughts refin'd Is my soul's pleasure; and it surе must be Almost the highest bliss of human-kind When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee