There Is A Pleasure In The Pathless Woods. 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: 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:
There Is Pleasure In The Pathless Woods Poem by Gordon Byron from www.poemhunter.com
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: 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,
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:
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, 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.
