Image, O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be

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, In flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell, May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep ‘Mongst boughs pavilion’d, where the deer’s swift leap Startles the wild bee from the foxglove bell.

John Keats

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