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,
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Form: Sapphic

Comments about Ode On Solitude by Alexander Pope

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

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

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  • 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

  • Kim Barney (1/21/2015 10:14:00 AM)

    Surely PH has made a typo in entering the poem on this site. Line five should have HERDS instead of HEARDS. I don't think the word was spelled that way in Old English, was it? (Report) Reply

    Mary Davies (3/9/2016 6:35:00 PM)

    Spelling at that time had not as yet been standardised by the work of Pope's contemporary, Samuel Johnson, in compiling a written English dictionary.

  • (1/21/2015 7:32:00 AM)

    Even wishes to remain anonymous in the grave.... This poem comes from a time when almost everyone subsisted on their land - for everything. As he mentions sheep for his clothing, trees for his shade in summer and fire in winter. And it was a time when a man's land was handed down from father to son(s) - hence the 'paternal' remark. This poem conjures up an image of a very earthen soul who never strayed far from his birth place, stayed there happily all of his years, and desiring solitude even beyond life. Pardon me but it seems more of anti-social behavior then it does virtuosity. (Report) Reply

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