“Ode on Solitude” is written by Alexander Pope- the famous poet of 18th century. In this poem, Pope glorifies solitude. It is based on the idea that a man with a few needs is happy. All his needs are met in his own place.
This poem gives us a beautiful message that peace and content are more valuable than the restless pursuit of wealth, fame and power.
Ode on Solitude
Happy the man whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose tress in summers 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 die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
– Alexander Pope
Did you enjoy reading the poem? Have you read it earlier? Have you read any other poem by Alexander Pope, that you like very much? Do share your thoughts. Thanks.
PS- This is the first post “For the Love of Poetry”. I’ll make next post on the third Friday of this month. Stay tuned.
really i like this poem. It is very beautiful. It reminds us of the simplicity of nature and portrays the life of a farmer as it is simple and calm
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Yes. A farmer is supposed to be a happy man. But sadly, in modern times things are not the way they are supposed to be.
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Yes, I have read it earlier. I like this poem because it teaches us that no wealth can beat the satisfaction, one would achieve in living a simple and hectic free life.
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