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.
A feeling that resonates with most – a deep psychological connection to nature. Byron expresses his admiration for nature by informing the reader that if he were to put it into words it would only limit his love. Words can only capture a finite understanding of his emotions and yet he reveals his endearment to us through prose because he “cannot all conceal”.
There Is Pleasure In The Pathless Woods