There is 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 wich i steal.
From all i may be, or have been before.
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What i can neèr express, yet cannot all conceal.
de Lord Byron
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