And she quoted to me those very words of Thoreau that Bardwell quoted a moment ago--the ones about the day-born gods and the night-born.
I tell you I forgot it, sitting there on the edge of that swan-skin robe and listening and looking at the most wonderful woman that ever stepped out of the pages of Thoreau or of any other man's book.
And inside, wrapped in oiled silk, yellowed with age and worn and thumbed, was the original scrap of newspaper containing the quotation from Thoreau.
But there are times--and in her eyes smoldered up that hungry yearning I've mentioned--'there are times when I wish most awful bad for that Thoreau man to happen along.
And when he quoted the dear old stock nonsense out of Thoreau
about being able to get intoxicated on a glass of water, I could have laughed and cried at the same time.
Borrow was imminent after Jefferies--Borrow, Thoreau
, and sorrow.
However, at the request of the selectmen, I condescended to make some such statement as this in writing:-- "Know all men by these presents, that I, Henry Thoreau
, do not wish to be regarded as a member of any incorporated society which I have not joined.
However, as the request of the selectmen, I condescended to make some such statement as this in writing: "Know all men by these presents, that I, Henry Thoreau
, do not wish to be regarded as a member of any society which I have not joined.
After my fellowship of toil and impracticable schemes with the dreamy brethren of Brook Farm; after living for three years within the subtle influence of an intellect like Emerson's; after those wild, free days on the Assabeth, indulging fantastic speculations, beside our fire of fallen boughs, with Ellery Channing; after talking with Thoreau
about pine-trees and Indian relics in his hermitage at Walden; after growing fastidious by sympathy with the classic refinement of Hillard's culture; after becoming imbued with poetic sentiment at Longfellow's hearthstone -- it was time, at length, that I should exercise other faculties of my nature, and nourish myself with food for which I had hitherto had little appetite.
MY FIRST ENCOUNTER with Henry David Thoreau
was in high school English class.
I was reminded of this during a recent trip to New England, where I explore the trail of transcendentalists (beginning in Concord, Massachusetts at the intersection of Walden and Thoreau
Streets), connecting with the natural world both inside and outside in celebration of Henry David Thoreau
's bicentennial birthday.
This attachment was what American essayist and poet Henry David Thoreau
aimed to impart in his 1854 autobiographical work 'Walden, or Life in the Woods.