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The Writings of Henry David Thoreau: With Bibliographical Introductions and ...
Henry David Thoreau
Volledige weergave - 1893
appeared asked Bangor bank bark bear birch boat called camp canoe carry Chesuncook clearing coming common companion course covered crossed dark dead distance East Branch falls feet fire five forest four ground half hand hard head heard hundred hunter Indian island keep kind lake land leaving length light live logs look lumber Maine mean miles moose Moosehead morning mountain Nature nearly never night once paddled passed path Penobscot perhaps pine pole probably rain rapids reached returned river road rock rods seemed seen shore side sight smooth sometimes soon sound spruce standing stopped stream swamp tell thought told took trees turned usual walked wild wilderness wind woods
Pagina 22 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Pagina 336 - John's, and to and round the falls of the said river, either by boats, rafts, or other conveyance ; that when within the province of New Brunswick, the said produce shall be dealt with as if it were the produce of the said province ; that, in like manner, the inhabitants of the territory of the upper St.
Pagina 95 - Think of our life in nature,— daily to be shown matter, to come in contact with it,— rocks, trees, wind on our cheeks! the solid earth! the actual world! the common sense! Contact! Contact! Who are we? where are we?
Pagina 108 - Such is the home of the moose, the bear, the caribou, the wolf, the beaver, and the Indian. Who shall describe the inexpressible tenderness and immortal life of the grim forest, where Nature, though it be mid-winter, is ever in her spring, where the moss-grown and decaying trees are not old, but seem to enjoy a perpetual youth; and blissful, innocent Nature, like a serene infant, is too happy to make a noise, except by a few tinkling, lisping birds and trickling rills ? What a place to live, what...
Pagina 75 - ... of logs and rocks, —and you could cross it by this means almost anywhere, — we struck at once for the highest peak, over a mile or more of comparatively open land, still very gradually ascending the while. Here it fell to my lot, as the oldest mountain-climber, to take the lead. So, scanning the woody side of the mountain, •which lay still at an indefinite distance, stretched out some seven or eight miles in length before us, we determined to steer directly for the base of the highest peak,...
Pagina 94 - Earth, as it was made forever and ever, — to be the dwelling of man, we say, — so Nature made it, and man may use it if he can. Man was not to be associated with it. It was Matter, vast, terrific, — not his Mother Earth that we have heard of, not for him to tread on, or be buried in, — no, it were being too familiar even to let his bones lie there, — the home, this, of Necessity and Fate.
Pagina 295 - These, then, according to her interpretation of the treaty of '83, were the "highlands which divide those rivers that empty themselves into the St. Lawrence from those which fall into the Atlantic Ocean.
Pagina 93 - Perhaps I most fully realized that this was primeval, untamed, and forever untamable Nature, or whatever else men call it, while coming down this part of the mountain It is difficult to conceive of a region uninhabited by man.
Pagina 71 - ... that these jewels should have swam away in that Aboljacknagesic water for so long, so many dark ages; — these bright fluviatile flowers, seen of Indians only, made beautiful, the Lord only knows why, to swim there ! I could understand better for this, the truth of mythology, the fables of Proteus, and all those beautiful sea-monsters, — how all history, indeed, put to a terrestrial use, is mere history ; but put to a celestial, is mythology always.