The Writings of Henry David Thoreau: Excursions and Poems

Houghton, Mifflin, 1906 - 10 Seiten
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Seite 322 - That which the palmerworm hath left hath the locust eaten; and that which the locust hath left hath the cankerworm eaten ; and that which the cankerworm hath left hath the caterpillar eaten.
Seite 240 - Knowledge before — a discovery that there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in our philosophy.
Seite 220 - He touched the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay: And now the sun had stretched out all the hills, And now was dropt into the western bay. At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue : To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.
Seite 298 - Here's to thee, old apple-tree, Whence thou mayst bud, and whence thou mayst blow ! And whence thou mayst bear apples enow ! Hats full! caps full! Bushel — bushel — sacks full, And my pockets full too ! Huzza...
Seite 218 - ... cities in it of enough consequence to disturb me Let me live where I will, on this side is the city, on that the wilderness, and ever I am leaving the city more and more, and withdrawing into the wilderness- I should not lay so much stress on this fact, if I did not believe that something like this is the prevailing tendency of my countrymen I must walk toward Oregon, and not toward Europe And that way the nation is moving, and I may say that mankind progress from east to west...
Seite 396 - If with light head erect I sing, Though all the Muses lend their force, From my poor love of anything, The verse is weak and shallow as its source. But if with bended neck I grope, Listening behind me for my wit, With faith superior to hope, More anxious to keep back than forward it, Making my soul accomplice there Unto the flame my heart hath lit, Then will the verse forever wear, — Time cannot bend the line which God hath writ.
Seite 225 - Our ancestors were savages. The story of Romulus and Remus being suckled by a wolf is not a meaningless fable. The founders of every state which has risen to eminence have drawn their nourishment and vigor from a similar wild source. It was because the children of the Empire were not suckled by the wolf that they were conquered and displaced by the children of the northern forests who were. I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.
Seite 221 - World, Nature has not only outlined her works on a larger scale, but has painted the whole picture with brighter and more costly colors than she used in delineating and in beautifying the Old World. . . . The heavens of America appear infinitely higher, the sky is bluer, the air is fresher, the cold is intenser, the moon looks larger, the stars are brighter, the thunder is louder, the lightning is vivider, the wind is stronger, the rain is heavier, the mountains are higher, the rivers longer, the...
Seite 242 - For my part, I feel that with regard to Nature I live a sort of border life, on the confines of a world into which I make occasional and transient forays only...
Seite 322 - He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree : he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.

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