WaldenThomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1910 - 440 páginas |
Termos e frases comuns
animal Baker Farm bark beans beautiful birds bottom called cellar clothes color commonly Concord Concord River dark deep door dwelling earth England eyes Fair-Haven farm farmer feet field fire fish forest Gondibert grass green ground half hand hear heard heaven hills hole hour human hunter inches Indian inhabitants John Field johnswort keep labor land learned leaves live Loch Fyne log canoe look loon man's meadow mile morning muskrats Nature neighbors never night once perchance perhaps pickerel pine pitch pines pitch-pine poor railroad rain red squirrel rods run the gantlet sand savage season shelter shore side snow sometimes sound spring squirrels stand stones sumachs summer surface things Thoreau thought town traveller trees true veery village Walden Pond walk warm wigwam wild wind winter woodchuck woods
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Página 107 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 118 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Página 380 - Immediately the mountains huge appear Emergent, and their broad bare backs upheave Into the clouds; their tops ascend the sky: So high as heaved the tumid hills, so low Down sunk a hollow bottom broad and deep, Capacious bed of waters...
Página 428 - I desire to speak somewhere without bounds ; like a man in a waking moment, to men in their waking moments ; for I am convinced that I cannot exaggerate enough even to lay the foundation of a true expression.
Página 67 - We are in great haste to construct a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas ; but Maine and Texas, it may be, have nothing important to communicate.
Página 419 - I have penetrated to those meadows on the morning of many a first spring day, jumping from hummock to hummock, from willow root to willow root, when the wild river valley and the woods were bathed in so pure and bright a light as would have waked the dead, if they had been slumbering in their graves, as some suppose. There needs no stronger proof of immortality. All things must live in such a light. O Death, where was thy sting? O Grave, where was thy victory, then? Our village life would stagnate...
Página 430 - Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed and in such desperate enterprises ? If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Página 11 - The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad, and if I repent of any thing, it is very likely to be my good behavior. What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?
Página 106 - The future inhabitants of this region, wherever they may place their houses, may be sure that they have been anticipated. An afternoon sufficed to lay out the land into orchard, woodlot, and pasture, and to decide what fine oaks or pines should be left to stand before the door, and whence each blasted tree could be seen to the best advantage; and then I let it lie, fallow perchance, for a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.
Página 178 - However intense my experience, I am conscious of the presence and criticism of a part of me, which, as it were, is not a part of me, but spectator, sharing no experience, but taking note of it, and that is no more I than it is you.