The Writings of John Burroughs: Far and near

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1904 - 251 Seiten
 

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Seite 260 - That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim : Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, Ode to a Nightingale...
Seite 36 - ... that here is indeed a new kind of Niagara, a cataract the like of which we have not before seen, a mighty congealed river that discharges into the bay intermittently in ice avalanches that shoot down its own precipitous front. The mass of ice below the water line is vastly greater than that above, and when the upper portions fall away, enormous bergs are liberated and rise up from the bottom. They rise slowly and majestically, like huge monsters of the deep, lifting themselves up to a height...
Seite 19 - Saguenay, and the Rangeley Lakes in Maine, with the addition of towering snowcapped peaks thrown in for a background. The edge of this part of the continent for a thousand miles has been broken into fragments, small and great, as by the stroke of some earth-cracking hammer, and into the openings and channels thus formed the sea flows freely, often at a depth of from one to two thousand feet.
Seite 95 - On Unalaska's emerald lea, On lonely isles in Bering Sea, On far Siberia's barren shore, On north Alaska's tundra floor, At morn, at noon, in pallid night, We heard thy song and saw thy flight, While I, sighing, could but think Of my boyhood's bobolink.
Seite 45 - Sunday, the nth of June, a day all sun and sky, —not a cloud or film to dim the vast blue vault,— and warm, even hot, on shore; a day memorable to all of us for its wonderful beauty, and especially so to two of us who spent it on the top of Mt. Wright, nearly three thousand feet above the glacier. It was indeed a day with the gods; strange gods, the gods of the foreworld, but they had great power over us. The scene we looked upon was for...
Seite 86 - If we had other days that were epic, these days were lyric. To me they were certainly more exquisite and thrilling than any before or after. I feel as if I wanted to go back to Kadiak, almost as if I could return there to live, — so secluded, so remote, so peaceful; such a mingling of the domestic, the pastoral, the sylvan, with the wild and the rugged ; such emerald heights, such flowery vales, such blue arms and recesses of the sea, and such a vast green solitude stretching away to the west and...
Seite 44 - ... sea water dotted with blue bergs and loose drift ice ; the towering masses of almost naked rock, smoothed, carved, rounded, granite-ribbed, and snow-crowned, that looked down upon us from both sides of the inlet ; and the cleft, toppling, staggering front of the great glacier in its terrible labor-throes stretching before us from shore to shore. We saw the world-shaping forces at work ; we scrambled over plains they had built but yesterday. We saw them transport enormous rocks and tons on tons...
Seite 92 - Shishaldin, both of which penetrate the clouds at an altitude of nearly 9,000 feet. These are on Unimak Island at the end of the peninsula. Our first glimpse was of a black cone ending in a point far above a heavy mass of cloud. It seemed buoyed up there by the clouds. There was nothing visible beneath it to indicate the presence of a mountain. Then the clouds blotted it out; but presently the veil was brushed aside again, and before long we saw both mountains from base to summit and noted the vast...
Seite 95 - I had seen much but had been intimate with little; now if I could only have a few days of that kind of intimacy with this new nature, which the saunterer, the camper-out, the stroller through fields in the summer twilight has, I should be more content; but in the afternoon the ship was off into Bering Sea headed for the Seal Islands, and I was aboard her, with wistful and reverted eyes. The...
Seite 92 - Shishaldin in previous years described it as snow white from base to summit. But when we saw it, the upper part, for several thousand feet, was dark, — doubtless the result of heat, for it is smoking this year. On the morning of the 8th we were tied up at the pier in Dutch Harbor, Unalaska, amid a world of green hills and meadows like those at Kadiak. It was warm and cloudy, with light rain. We tarried here half a day, taking in coal and water, visiting the old Russian town of Iliuliuk a couple...

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