Alexander Pope

(21 May 1688 – 30 May 1744 / London / England)

Ode On Solitude - Poem by Alexander Pope

Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,
In his own ground.

Whose heards with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.

Blest! who can unconcern'dly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,

Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mix'd; sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please,
With meditation.

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me dye;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lye.

Form: Sapphic

Comments about Ode On Solitude by Alexander Pope

  • (2/13/2018 3:52:00 AM)

    Really impressive and plunging me in an unseen world (Report) Reply

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  • (12/14/2017 9:16:00 PM)

    9504282464 (Report) Reply

  • Madhabi Banerjee (11/6/2017 12:25:00 PM)

    very nice. great, excelleent. i like it (Report) Reply

  • Sylva-onyema Uba (2/14/2017 10:50:00 AM)

    ...sweet recreation.

    Good poem.

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  • Zion Odeyemi (8/3/2016 5:50:00 PM)

    nice, quite alone in the midst of abundance. (Report) Reply

  • James Corro (5/26/2016 6:56:00 PM)

    A great poem about what should we desire in this life. (Report) Reply

  • (5/10/2016 5:12:00 PM)

    It's wonderful writing and it speaks so much to me. (Report) Reply

  • (3/9/2016 6:36:00 PM)

    The Pastoral genre dates back to the Greeks, and no doubt beyond. (Report) Reply

  • (3/9/2016 6:33:00 PM)

    Ideals as innocent as these expressed by Alexander Pope''s 'Ode On Solitude' are made complex for me by their antithesis, as expressed in the greater body of his worldly satire. I love the poem, just as I love watching 'Escape to the Country' from the comforts of my city home: long may the Pastoral genre continue to be. (Report) Reply

  • (3/9/2016 6:26:00 PM)

    Such ideals, so fluently expressed by Alexander Pope, are so much the antithesis of his worldly satire as to appear hollow. I love this poem, just as I adore watching 'Escape to the Country' from the comfort of my city home.
    Long live the pastoral genre.
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  • (1/28/2016 11:55:00 AM)

    nice one i like it.. (Report) Reply

  • Aabid Masroor (1/24/2016 7:22:00 AM)

    Nice poem i like it, nicly carved.thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (12/13/2015 1:36:00 PM)

    lovely poem I like it....... (Report) Reply

  • (12/7/2015 11:34:00 AM)

    brilliant poem is a ok for year 5 kids (Report) Reply

  • Mariyam Reyshma (12/7/2015 3:34:00 AM)

    I feel that I was the one who is here. Nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (10/1/2015 2:35:00 AM)

    this poem jus pictures my self.. (Report) Reply

  • Akachukwu Lekwauwa (5/27/2015 5:52:00 AM)

    this is exactly the way most people wish both to live and to die, but very few attain it. I've heard about Pope from another Poet, now i am reading Pope. (Report) Reply

  • Kandavalli Sunder Singh (5/23/2015 9:47:00 AM)

    Read this poem in my school days.this lovely peaceful poem still haunts me! Perhaps I am also of the same mind!
    I have spent my life not seeking personal attention and very often think on these lines.This great poet has influenced my way of life I can say!
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  • (1/21/2015 7:26:00 PM)

    Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
    Thus unlamented let me dye;
    Steal from the world, and not a stone
    Tell where I lye.
    What a peaceful way of life.
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  • (1/21/2015 1:40:00 PM)

    'heord' in old English.... but I rarely get distracted by apparent misspellings in classical poetry. By this poem's own admission the writer rarely if ever left the farm! 'Doesn't get out often' is our more contemporary colloquialism to explain away such common errors or typos... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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