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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 trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcernedly 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 mixed; 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.        ‘Solitude’ is the best stage of life. mostly people connects it with loneliness but it not about being lonely but it is about being happy in the company of our self. In this poem Pope says that the solitude is the blessed thing of life.               The poem talks about the fre

When we two parted When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow-- It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o’er me-- Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well-- Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met-- In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee?-- With silence and tears.         In this poem, from the very first stanza we come to know that the poet is talking about partition. The poet expresses his feeling of being separa

'To his Coy Mistress'  is a metaphysical poem written by the British author Andrew Marvell. 'To his Coy Mistress' is a poem based on human desires in so far as their physicality is concerns. It's spoken by a nameless man to a nameless woman. The speaker of the poem addresses a woman who has been slow to respond to his sexual advances. The first stanza starts with the issue of as been time bound. Poet says that her coyness would not be a crime if they hand all the time in world. Later on in this stanza poet gives various example of how could they pass their time being each other. He then talks about his concept of vegetable loves and express his love by describing her in various ways. Moving forward the second stanza he remembers how short human life is. He tells her that life is short but death is forever. Once it is over the opportunity to enjoy each other is gone because no one embraces in the grave. In a shocking moment he warns he