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.
Lord Byron
Love
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.
Lord Byron
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 178.
Recorded in John Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, ninth edition, 1905 printing.