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I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.

'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage' (1812-18) canto 3, st. 72
I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.