M.M.S. Ahuja

By M.M.S. Ahuja - Apr 24, 2013

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 can not all conceal. Byron (1)