solitude (n.)
- alienation
- aloneness
- aloofness
- celibacy
- confinement
- detachment
- emptiness
- isolation
- loneliness
- loneness
- lonesomeness
- privacy
- quarantine
- remoteness
- retirement
- seclusion
- separateness
- sequestration
- singleness
- solitariness
- wilderness
- withdrawal
In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
He makes a solitude, and calls it—peace!
I praise the Frenchman, his remark was shrewd,—
How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude!
But grant me still a friend in my retreat,
Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet.
I love tranquil solitude
And such society
As is quiet, wise, and good.
Let but thy wicked men from out thee go,
And all the fools that crowd thee so,
Even thou, who dost thy millions boast,
A village less than Islington wilt grow,
A solitude almost.
In solitude, where we are least alone.
She [the Roman Catholic Church] may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Grand, gloomy, and peculiar, he sat upon the throne a sceptred hermit, wrapped in the solitude of his own originality.
The chief-justice was rich, quiet, and infamous.
For solitude sometimes is best society,
And short retirement urges sweet return.
Virtue could see to do what virtue would
By her own radiant light, though sun and moon
Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self
Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude,
Where with her best nurse Contemplation
She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings,
That in the various bustle of resort
Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair'd.
He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' th' centre and enjoy bright day;
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the midday sun.
That inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.
O Solitude! where are the charms
That sages have seen in thy face?
They make solitude, which they call peace.
