Chapters 17
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1 Solitude - Read by ADD 1:26
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, In winter, fire. Blessed, 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.
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2 Solitude - Read by AJM 1:19
Solitude by Alexander Pope. Read for LibriVox.org by Andrew Macbeth.
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 a tire, whose trees in summer yield shade, In winter, fire. Blessed, 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.
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3 Solitude - Read by CJRG 1:17
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade in winter, Fire. Blessed, 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.
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4 Solitude - Read by DB 1:28
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, In winter, fire. Blessed 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 doth 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.
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5 Solitude - Read by DN 1:02
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire. Blessed, 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.
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6 Solitude - Read by EZWA 1:07
Solitude by Alexander Pope. Read for LibriVox. Or by Iswa in Belgium in February, 2008. 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 a tire, whose trees in summer yield shade in winter fire. Blessed 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.
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7 Solitude - Read by JB 1:28
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 shade in winter, fire. Blessed, who can unconcernedly find hours, days, and years. Slide soft away in health of body, peace of mind, quiet by day. Sounds leap 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.
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8 Solitude - Read by JCG 1:29
Solitude by Alexander Pope. Read for LibriVox.org by J. C. Guone. Montreal, February, Two Thousand and Eighth. 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 its hire, Whose trees in summer yield shade, in winter fire. Blessed, 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 to stone, tell where I lie.
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9 Solitude - Read by KLH 1:14
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire. Blessed 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.
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10 Solitude - Read by LAH 1:12
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 a tire, whose trees in summer yield shade, in winter fire. Blessed, 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.
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11 Solitude - Read by LE 1:07
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire. Blessed 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.
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12 Solitude - Read by LKM 1:16
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire. Blessed, 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, an 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.
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13 Solitude - Read by PSU 1:10
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire, Blessed 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.
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14 Solitude - Read by REF 1:26
Solitude by Alexander Pope. Read for LibriVox.org by Rhonda Fetterman.
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 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.
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15 Solitude - Read by RLE 1:15
Solitude by Alexander Pope.
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 shade, in winter fire. Blessed who can unconcernedly find hours, days, and years slide soft away, and 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.
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16 Solitude - Read by STL 1:02
Solitude, by Alexander Pope.
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 aplain with attire, Whose trees in summer yield shade, in winter fire, Blessed 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 mix 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.
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17 Solitude - Read by SW 1:09
Solitude by Alexander Pope. Read for LibriVox.org by Sky Winters. 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 shade in winter fire. Blessed 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.