There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where noone 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 steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where noone 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 steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
/Lord G.G. Byron/



1 comments:
Oh how wonderful is the image and
the words are just right!
Thanks, a beautiful gift for
eyes and heart!
:-)
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