December 2007 | Last Words

On Nature

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, Canto iv, Verse 178



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