Monday, December 14, 2009

There is pleasure in the pathless woods


There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is 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 (George Gordon)


from Childe Harold, Canto iv, Verse 178

28 comments:

  1. Dianne,

    That is lovely and is the photo from near you? It looks so inviting.

    -Corby

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  2. Thank you dear Lamby , yes it gives us so much beauty,in many forms, it is honest and I love it too. ♡

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  3. Thanks dear Corby

    It is a lovely place, I would like to go wandering through this woodland.
    I wish it was near me, no it is a photo of a nature reserve in Grady nad Moszczenica, Poland.

    Dianne ♡

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  4. I mingled with the Universe once at one of those "mixer" parties. I told the Universe I could rock it's world. It said it wasn't enough.

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  5. Hello Puggles my sweet, so nice to see you again, where have you been?
    Maybe playing Santa at 'all girls' Christmas office parties? ;)

    A "mixer" party, I'm not sure what that is, were you referring to a "singles" party where single people go meet up?
    So you were going to rock their world and they said it wasn't enough, well they were underestimating the charm and the charisma of a Pug. xo ♡

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  6. The pleasures of quiet reflection, solitude and peace seem to be a fading art.

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  7. So true dear J Cosmo and thank you for you for visiting.

    I try to find some time each day by looking at or thinking of something of beauty in nature, there is so much to see if you take the time to look or listen... it is my way of relaxing and calming my mind from the pressures of such a busy world. ♡ xo

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  8. Byron would have been out of luck in the woods I used to hunt. The brush is thick and tangled - basically no path, no walkie.

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  9. Byron is great isn't he? Love this one. Nature can be a lovely muse.

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  10. Phossy my dear, I dont think that Byron ever did any hunting and I think he would have been the kind of person who had a 'man servant' to do those things for him.
    I had a photo taken from near where I live, it has plenty of vines, ferns and thick brush but it wasn't quite as pretty as this one. ♡

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  11. Thanks Ellie dear, Byron is a favourite of mine, there are many of his poems that I love...and yes nature and all of its beauty is a lovely muse. ♡

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  12. This post of Yours is a beautiful composition, indeed beautiful. <3

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  13. Thank you dear Anna-Lys
    I'm pleased that you like it, I thought that this image went so well with the esence of the poem. xo ♡

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  14. Amen!

    hello friend. you are well, i see. im glad! ;-)

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  15. I does (or it do?) !!!!

    ???

    lost in in my Langu-Age

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  16. Thanks dearest K9 ,
    I am well, in fact I am very well and looking forward to Christmas and a new year filled with optimism and hope.
    I have been over to see you quite a few times but no new posts,no doubt you are very busy like us all at this time of year...but I will keep looking in on you.
    I hope you are well and V, Trout and the hens.
    Take care sweet girl. ♡

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  17. Your Langu-Age is just fine Anna dear,I would love to hear your accent...
    and yes that 'rose' will definitely do. ;)

    Did you notice, I can't type?...I mean't to say the 'essence' of the poem. ♡ xo

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  18. Nice poem and lovely photo..
    After a long time got the opportunity to read something good..today only my end term exams ended and i got to read this..feeling really good
    thanks dear for this nice post
    take care
    love

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  19. Thank you Shweta dear,I am pleased that after all of this time your end of term exams are finally over and you can now relax for a while.
    Happy that you liked the photo and the poem, I try to post things here that are all will enjoy.
    take care too
    and love. xo ♡

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  20. Thank you dear Foamy for stopping by, you know it means so much to me when you comment and especially since you have so many problems at present.
    I do hope that you are well and that all has improved, my thoughts have been with you each day. xo ♡

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  21. making arrangements for her final days actually ..

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  22. So terribly sorry for you dearest Foamy , I know how sad that is for you as her daughter. xo ♡

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  23. Dianne, I did answer Your comment in my post <3

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  24. Thanks Anna , yes I have been over to your blog. ♡

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  25. I love walking through the forest trails and no trails, but then must take care not to miss.

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  26. This is a great poem Leovi and yes it is lovely to walk through the forest trails and to wander and explore where no trail exists but we must be careful that we do not stray too far and lose our way.

    Saludos xoxoxo ♡

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