Oh solitude my sweetest choice Oh solitude, Oh solitude, my sweetest sweetest choice Places devoted, to the night Remote from tumult and from noise Now here my restless thoughts delight Oh solitude, oh solitude, my sweetest sweetest choice Oh heavens! What content is mine to see Those trees which have appeared From the nativity of time And which all ages have revered to look, today as fresh and green To look today as fresh and green As when their beauties first were seen Oh, how agreeable a sight these hanging, mountains do appear Which the unhappy would invite To finish all their sorrows here When their hard, their hard, fate makes them endure Such woes, such woes, as only death can cure Oh, oh, how a solitude adore Oh, oh, how a solitude adore That element of noblest wit Where I have learnt, where I have learnt That pole-less love without the pains, the pains to study it For thy sake I in love am grown With what thy fancy, thy fancy does pursue But when I think upon mine own I hate it, I hate it for that reason too Because it needs must hinder me From seeing, from seeing And from, serving thee Oh solitude, oh, how a solitude adore