Pope, “Ode on Solitude,” various readers

1) Read by Melanie Stockler. Source: UMW. Download Title

2) Read by Unknown. Source: Classic Poetry Aloud. Includes short introduction. Download Title

3) Read by Skye Winters. Source: LibriVox.Download Title

4) Read by Paul Underwood. Source: LibriVox. Download Title

5) Read by Leon Mire. Source: LibriVox. Download Title

6) Read by Ezwa. Source: LibriVox. Download Title

7) Read by Alan Davis-Drake. Source: LibriVox. Download Title

Ode on 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 him shade,
In winter fire.

Blest, who can unconcern`dly 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`d, 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.

Whitehead, “The Je Ne Scai Quoi,” various readers

1) Read by Ezwa. Source: LibriVox.Download Title

2) Read by Shurtegal. Source: LibriVox.Download Title

3) Read by Sergio Baldelli. Source: LibriVox. Download Title

4) Read by Alana Jordan. Source: LibriVox.Download Title


The Je Ne Scai Quoi

YES, I’m in love, I feel it now,
And Cælia has undone me;
And yet I’ll swear I can’t tell how
The pleasing plague stole on me.

‘Tis not her face that love creates,
For there no graces revel;
‘Tis not her shape, for there the fates
Have rather been uncivil.

‘Tis not her air, for sure in that
There’s nothing more than common;
And all her sense is only chat
Like any other woman.

Her voice, her touch, might give th’ alarm–
‘Twas both perhaps, or neither;
In short, ’twas that provoking charm
Of Cælia altogether.