398. from Childe Harolds Pilgrimage by Lord Byron
b"Lord Byron read by Classic Poetry Aloud: Giving voice to the poetry of the past.\\nwww.classicpoetryaloud.com\\n\\n--------------------------------------------\\n\\nfrom Childe Harold's Pilgrimage\\nby George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788 \\u2013 1824)\\n\\nThere is a pleasure in the pathless woods,\\nThere is a rapture on the lonely shore,\\nThere is society, where none intrudes,\\nBy the deep sea, and music in its roar:\\nI love not man the less, but Nature more,\\nFrom these our interviews, in which I steal\\nFrom all I may be, or have been before,\\nTo mingle with the Universe, and feel\\nWhat I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.\\n\\nAnd I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy\\nOf youthful sports was on thy breast to be\\nBorne, like thy bubbles, onward; from a boy\\nI wantoned with thy breakers,--they to me\\nWere a delight; and if the freshening sea\\nMade them a terror, 'twas a pleasing fear;\\nFor I was as it were a child of thee,\\nAnd trusted to thy billows far and near,\\nAnd laid my hand upon thy mane,--as I do here.\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 8 January 2009\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2009"