document.write("O solitude! if I must with thee dwell,<br />Let it not be among the jumbled heap<br />Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,-<br />Nature\\\'s observatory-whence the dell,<br />Its flowery slopes, its river\\\'s crystal swell,<br />May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep<br />\\\'Mongst boughs pavillion\\\'d, where the deer\\\'s swift leap<br />Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.<br />But though I\\\'ll gladly trace these scenes with thee,<br />Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,<br />Whose words are images of thoughts refin\\\'d,<br />Is my soul\\\'s pleasure; and it sure must be<br />Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,<br />When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.");