For F. 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 —Byron 致弗朗西: 无径之林,常有情趣 无人之岸,几多惊喜 世外桃源