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THE POWER OF ‘I AM SORRY.’

‘I am sorry’ a short but mighty sentence! If you wish to live long, don't joke with this short sentence, *I am sorry. * Do you k...

ODE ON SOLITUDE

How happy he, who free from care
The rage of court, and noise of town;
Contented breathes his native air,
In his own grounds.


Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.

Blest! Who can unconcern’dly find
Hours, days, and years slide swift away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,

Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mixed; sweet recreation,
And innocence, whose most does please,
With meditation.

Thus let me live, unheard, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.


By Alexander Pope