Normale Version: Supposed to be Written by Werter - 2. To Solitude
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By the Same. To Solitude

O Solitude! to thy sequestered vale
I come to hide my sorrow and my tears,
And to thy echoes tell the mournful tale
Which scare I trust to pitying Friendship’s ears!

Amidst thy wild-woods, and untrodden glades,
No sounds but those of melancholy move;
And the low winds that die among thy shades,
Seem like soft Pity’s sighs for hopeless love!

And sure some story of despair and pain,
In yon deep copse thy murmuring doves relate;
And, hark, methinks in that long plaintive strain,
Thine own sweet songstress weeps my wayward fate!

Ah, Nymph! that fate assist me to endure,
And bear awhile – what Death alone can cure!