Part II -BLANQUILLA ISLAND. 



" There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, 

 There is a rapture od 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 those our interviews, in which I steal 

 From all I may be, or have been before, 

 To mingle with the universe arid feel 

 What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal." 



Childe Harold. 



