Ordamented Chickadee
Saturday, July 31, 2010
There is a pleasure
in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture
on the lonely shore;
There is a society,
where no one intrudes,
By the deep sea,
And music in its roar:
I love not man the less,
But nature more.
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