Alaric Alexander Watts
Alaric Alexander Watts Quotes
Stranger! if from the crowded walks of life
Thou lovest to stray, and woo fair Solitude
Amid her woodland bowers;—silent to brood,
Apart from world's vanities and strife,
O'er nature's charms, her fairest haunts behold,
Let this sweet spot thy roving steps arrest!
Say, dwells the canker Care within thy breast?
Yon streamlet, murmuring o'er its sands of gold,
Shall soothe thee with soft music; and thine eye,—