Monday, 13 May 2013

O Solitude!

Third in the series of John Keats poems I have illustrated, this two plate linocut is to go alongside 'O Solitude!' :

O SOLITUDE! If I must with thee dwell,
  Let it not be among the jumbled heap
  Of murky buildings; - climb with me the steep,
Nature's Observatory - whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes - its rivers crystal swell,
  May seem a span: let me thy vigils keep
  'Mongst boughs pavilioned; where the Deer's swift leap
Startles the wild Bee from the Fox-glove bell.
Ah! fain would I frequent such scenes with thee;
  But the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
  Whose words are images of thoughts refin'd,
Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
  Almost the highest bliss of human kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.

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