Canoe and Camera: A Two Hundred Mile Tour Through the Maine Forests

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Orange Judd Company, 1880 - 139 頁
 

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第 1 頁 - If thou art worn and hard beset With sorrows, that thou wouldst forget, If thou wouldst read a lesson, that will keep Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep, Go to the woods and hills! — No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
第 20 頁 - You know, gentlemen, it is an easy thing to scoff at any art or recreation ; a little wit, mixed with ill-nature, confidence, and malice, will do it ; but though they often venture boldly, yet they are often caught, even in their own trap, according to that of Lucian, the father of the family of scoffers.
第 117 頁 - By viewing Nature, Nature's handmaid, Art, Makes mighty things from small beginnings grow: Thus fishes first to shipping did impart, Their tail the rudder, and their head the prow.
第 19 頁 - I IN these flowery meads would be : These crystal streams should solace me; To whose harmonious bubbling noise I with my angle would rejoice. Sit here, and see the turtle-dove Court his chaste mate to acts of love; Or on that bank, feel the west wind Breathe health and plenty; please my mind. To see sweet dewdrops kiss these flowers. And then...
第 12 頁 - The surest road to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill. Most of those evils we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.
第 22 頁 - ... and pity. Men that are taken to be grave because nature hath made them of a sour complexion; money-getting men, men that spend all their time, first in getting, and next in anxious care to keep it; men that are condemned to be rich, and then always busy or discontented : for these poor rich men, we anglers pity them perfectly, and stand in no need to borrow their thoughts to think ourselves so happy.
第 100 頁 - Falls, you run your canoe into an eddy on the left, under the shadows of a rock that towers five hundred feet heavenwards, and make a landing.
第 105 頁 - O Nature, how in every charm supreme ! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new ! O for the voice and fire of seraphim, To sing thy glories with devotion due ! Blest be the day I 'scaped the wrangling crew, From Pyrrho's maze, and Epicurus...
第 51 頁 - Within the sun-lit forest, Our roof the bright blue sky, Where streamlets flow, and wild flowers blow, We lift our hearts on high ; Our eountry's strength is bowing ; But, thanks to God, they eanЧ prevent The lone wild-flower from blowing ! Ebenezer Elliott.

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