"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 is its roar,
I love not man the less, but Nature more…"
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music is its roar,
I love not man the less, but Nature more…"
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