Quotes from Lewis Carroll, "Solitude"

To live in joys that once have been, To put the cold world out of sight, And deck life's drear and barren scene With hues of rainbow light... Ye golden hours of life's young spring, Of innocence, of love and truth! Bright beyond all imagining, Thou fairy dream of youth! I'd give all wealth that years have piled, The slow result of life's decay, To be once more a little child For one bright summer day.

Scarce heard, beneath yon arching trees, The silver-crested ripples pass; And, like a mimic brook, the breeze Whispers among the grass. Here from the world I win release, Nor scorn of men, nor footstep rude, Break in to mar the holy peace Of this great solitude. Here may the silent tears I weep Lull the vexed spirit into rest, As infants sob themselves to sleep Upon a mother's breast...