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,
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'Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind, Whose words are images of thoughts refined, Is my soul's pleasure'........A beautiful line!