There is a pleasure in the pathless woods...
There is a rapture on the lonely shore...
There is a 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 interview, 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.
Byron
