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.