a pleasure pathless woods,There a rapture lonely shore,There society, — George Gordon Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

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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 stealFrom all I may be, or have been before,To mingle with the Universe, and feelWhat I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.

George Gordon Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

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