* ' 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 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." 



Childe Harold. 



