Excerpt from Horae Solitariae Yet he draws from solitude a kind of satis faction, like a mere herb, or like a solitary fir on a peak, whose very life is the west wind, by which it was shapen. I think of him - I am not certain wherefore - as a martyr, a saint, notwithstanding that he might rather seem little above the trees he equals in tranquillity. But Wordsworth alone, with his power of assigning to the humblest their unique, preper niche in the scheme of things, could fitly write of him. Who else could so well follow at a few yards an hour the grazing horses? He also, though not exempt from the blithe ministries of the south wind to flower and plant, is among the Caryatids. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.