Wednesday, October 27, 2010

"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 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, by George Gordon, Lord Byron.

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