Ode on Solitude
‘Ode on Solitude’ is a poem written by Alexander Pope, English poet
best known for his satirical verse and translation of Homer. This poem has written when he was
twelve years old, Pope is famous for his use of heroic couplet and this poem is
sets in very peaceful mood and relaxed language. Initially in the poem poet
talks about ‘Solitude’ which
expresses the glory of being alone and
you are happy in lonely life. If we
don’t love solitude , we don’t
love freedom. Only when we are alone, we are free. Solitude is painful in
youth but delicious in maturity. Solitude is not same as loneliness, it is the
solitary boat floating in the sea of possible companions which gives you real
sense of your own self.
In this poem, poet talks about freedom from all the
responsibility and rule of society that a person should be free from all the
social norms who is happy in his native land like a farmer. Pope talks about his lonely life is
unfortunate because he has to live away but the poet considered the life of the
farmer a fortunate one as he get the chance to breath his native air and he
also get the opportunity to live in motherland. In second stanza he emphasis
more that a farmer is lucky that he get bread from his own field and when sun
annoy him in summer trees are there to provide him ‘shade’. He says that how
society interferes in life of a person but when we think out of the society we
are in solitude.
By the third stanza poet talks about
people who are struggles to find food in modern life while farmers can easily
take all the things to drink and eat who doesn’t care about society and live
their life as they want. People believe that solitude is a curse but Pope says
that is a bliss as its beat stage of life. Such people who live in solitude
care about themselves only not for others. He talks about leisure life ‘sound
sleep’ of farmers.
“Thus unlamented let me die,
steal from
the world and not a stone
Tell
where I lie”
In last stanza, poet wants life and death which ‘unknown ‘and ‘unseen’ from the
society. Poem reflects the real problems of the life of an individual that how
society always interfere in their life.
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