Alfred (Lord) Tennyson Quotes on Solitude
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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Never, tho' my mortal summers to such length of years should come As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home.
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Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea.