away from all society

Away from all society,
In a distant woods,
I could gladly be;
By a babbling brook.

Society lasts for but an hour;
Silence lasts for 'aye.
Sweet words soon turn sour;
Babbling brooks remain.

Why should I search the world around
To find my heart's dream,
When flowers abound,
Encircling my feet?

Why should I search both wide and far
For melancholy,
When a fading star
Dies above me now?

If all else fails me, when alone,
Loneliness will do;
A coldness of bone,
A light head, faint heart.