Sunday, February 24, 2013

Byron Before Bedtime

Came across this little gem from Byron's Childe Harold (Canto iv, verse 178), at the ever-beautiful Loverofbeauty tumblr. It's the kind of thing I'd like to learn by heart and seemed a great little nugget to take in before heading off to bed...

 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.
 Lord Byron

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