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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 images of thoughts refin'd,
     Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
     When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.

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