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
Related Authors: George Gordon Byron
Related Topics: nature, poetry, solitude
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