 ... white man. 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,...  The Latchstring to Maine Woods and Waters - Pagina 170door Walter Crane Emerson - 1916 - 228 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Henry David Thoreau - 1884 - 384 pagina’s
...perpetual youth ; anri blissful, inno"ent Nature, like a serene infant, is too happy to make 4* r n uoise, except by a few tinkling, lisping birds and trickling...one of those moist evergreen hummocks! Die and be biiried who will, I mean to live here still ; My nature grows ever more young The primitive pines among.... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - 600 pagina’s
...immortal life of the grim forest, where Nature, though it be mid-winter, is ever in her spring, where the decaying trees are not old, but seem to enjoy a perpetual...the village graveyard — that make a grave out of those moist evergreen hummocks ! — The Maine Woods. THE VOICE OF THE LOON. In the middle of the night,... | |
 | Henry David Thoreau - 1904 - 462 pagina’s
...tinkling, lisping birds and trickling rills ? What a place to live, what a place to die and" be buried in I There certainly men would live forever, and laugh...one of those moist evergreen hummocks! Die and be bnried who will, I mean to live here still; My nature grows ever more young The primitive pines among.... | |
 | William Howarth - 2001 - 364 pagina’s
...fish-hawk and the eagle, the laugh of the loon, and the whistle of ducks along the solitary streams; and at night, with the hooting of owls and howling of...of one of those moist evergreen hummocks! Die and he buried who will, I mean to live here still; My nature grows ever more young The primitive pines... | |
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