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LOVE AND SOLITUDE
I love the free ridge of the mountain,
When dawn lifts her fresh dewy eye;
I love the old ash by the fountain,
When noon’s summer fervours are high:
And dearly I love when the graymantled gloaming
Adown the dim valley glides slowly along,
And finds me afar by the pineforest roaming,
Alist’ning the close of the gray linnet’s song.
When the moon from her fleecy cloud scatters
Over ocean her silvery light,
And the whisper of woodlands and waters
Comes soft through the silence of night—
I love by the ruin’d tower lonely to linger,
Adreaming to fancy’s wild witchery given,
And hear, as if swept by some seraph’s pure finger,
The harp of the winds breathing accents of heaven.
Yet still, ’mid sweet fancies o’erflowing,
Oft bursts from my lone breast the sigh—
I yearn for the sympathies glowing,
When hearts to each other reply!
Come, friend of my bosom! with kindred devotion,
To worship with me by wild mountain and grove;
O come, my Eliza, with dearer emotion,
With rapture to hallow the chaste home of love!
