The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, Volume 3Houghton, Mifflin, 1894 |
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Pagina 1
... never had occasion to change my mind . The aspect of the world varies from year to year as the landscape is differently clothed , but I find that truth is still true , and I never regret any emphasis which it may have inspired . Ktaadn ...
... never had occasion to change my mind . The aspect of the world varies from year to year as the landscape is differently clothed , but I find that truth is still true , and I never regret any emphasis which it may have inspired . Ktaadn ...
Pagina 14
... never heard of such things ; but we found only some flakes of arrow - head stone , some points of arrow - heads , one small leaden bullet , and some colored beads , the last to be referred , perhaps , to early fur- trader days . The ...
... never heard of such things ; but we found only some flakes of arrow - head stone , some points of arrow - heads , one small leaden bullet , and some colored beads , the last to be referred , perhaps , to early fur- trader days . The ...
Pagina 39
... never ceased pulling , it came down on the top of the rock , and so we got over . This portage probably followed the trail of an ancient Indian carry round these falls . By two o'clock we , who had walked on before , reached the river ...
... never ceased pulling , it came down on the top of the rock , and so we got over . This portage probably followed the trail of an ancient Indian carry round these falls . By two o'clock we , who had walked on before , reached the river ...
Pagina 41
... never experi- enced any half so exhilarating before . We were lucky to have exchanged our Indians , whom we did not know , for these men , who , to- gether with Tom's brother , were reputed the best boatmen on the river , and were at ...
... never experi- enced any half so exhilarating before . We were lucky to have exchanged our Indians , whom we did not know , for these men , who , to- gether with Tom's brother , were reputed the best boatmen on the river , and were at ...
Pagina 45
... never - failing sweet cakes , with which we filled our pockets , foreseeing that we should not soon meet with the like again . Such delicate puff - balls seemed a singular diet for backwoodsmen . There was also tea without milk ...
... never - failing sweet cakes , with which we filled our pockets , foreseeing that we should not soon meet with the like again . Such delicate puff - balls seemed a singular diet for backwoodsmen . There was also tea without milk ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Allegash arbor-vitæ asked Aster baggage Bangor bank bark batteau birch black spruce boat called camp Canadensis canoe Caucomgomoc Chesuncook Chesuncook Lake clearing common commonly companion dark dead dead-water distance East Branch falls farther feet high fire forest four Grand Lake ground half head heard Heron Lake hunter inches Indian island Kineo Ktaadn land length Lilium Canadense logs look lumberers Maine woods Mattawamkeag McCauslin meadow miles Millinocket moose moose-hide Moosehead carry Moosehead Lake morning Mount Kineo mountain Mud Pond musquash night Oldtown once paddled Passadumkeag passed Penobscot perhaps pole Polis pork portage rain rapids river road rock rocky rods seen shore side smooth sometimes soon spruce swamp thought told took trees trout Umbazookskus walked Webster Stream white spruce white-pine white-throated sparrow wild wilderness wind yellow birch
Populaire passages
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 212 - The kings of England formerly had their forests "to hold the king's game," for sport or food, sometimes destroying villages to create or extend them; and I think that they were impelled by a true instinct. Why should not we, who have renounced the king's authority, have our national preserves, where no villages need be destroyed, in which the bear and panther, and some even of the hunter race, may still exist, and not be "civilized off the face of the earth," — our forests, not to hold the king's...
Pagina 295 - From the northwest angle of Nova Scotia, to wit, that angle which is formed by a line drawn due north from the source of the St. Croix River to the highlands; along the said highlands which divide the rivers that empty themselves into the St. Lawrence from those which fall into the Atlantic Ocean...
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 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 - While yet alive, before their tints had faded, they glistened like the fairest flowers, the product of primitive rivers; and he could hardly trust his senses, as he stood over them, 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 90 beautiful, the Lord only knows why, to swim there!
Pagina 107 - What is most striking in the Maine wilderness is the continuousness of the forest, with fewer open intervals or glades than you had imagined. Except the few burnt-lands, the narrow intervals on the rivers, the bare tops of the high mountains, and the lakes and streams, the forest is uninterrupted. It is even more grim and wild than you had anticipated, a damp and intricate wilderness, in the spring everywhere wet and miry.
Pagina 95 - What is this Titan that has possession of me? Talk of mysteries! 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 75 - Ktaadn presented a different aspect from any mountain I have seen, there being a greater proportion of naked rock rising abruptly from the forest; and we looked up at this blue barrier as if it were some fragment of a wall which anciently bounded the earth in that direction.
Pagina 108 - ... to the 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...