There Is a Pleasure in the Pathless Woods

There Is a Pleasure in the Pathless Woods

by Lord Byron

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.