Society Where None Intrudes

30 Nov

Found a beautiful old tome in the rel’s modest library down on the farm this past weekend. The highlight:

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 the music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more…

– Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto IV, Stanza 178

+1.

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