"There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in 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."
"Just as old age is creeping on space, And clouds come o'er the sunset of our day, They kindly leave us, though not quite alone, But in good company--the gout or stone."
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Source: Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.2722, Delphi Classics
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