Alexander Pope Solitude Poems

Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,
In his own ground.
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Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air
In his own ground.
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How happy he, who free from care
The rage of courts, and noise of towns;
Contented breaths his native air,
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