water wood or steel or ancient stone
or foot or hand or lip can soon engage
or thought can take the soul so far away
that even wild conjecture soon outgrown
will fail to estimate the consequence
of seldom found or wanted solitude
that turns the heart from socially approved
towards contrary but wished for ends
and so we end with action all pretence
and so we come undone with fatal friends
and so our thoughts descend to places rude
and so misuse such simple solitude
that thus we end our days to sadness thrown
to wood or water, steel or ancient stone.