There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea,and music in its roar;
I love not man the less,
but Nature more,
From these our interviews,in which I steal,
From all I may be,
Or have been before,
To mingle with the universe and feel,
What i can never express,
Yet cannot all conceal.
- Lord Byron
Friday, November 30, 2007
There is a pleasure
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