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spent in the open air down in the country in the woods and fields, and by a secluded little New Jersey river
Starr'd Nights…Mulleins…A Sun-Bath—Nakedness…Human and Heroic New York…Hours for the Soul…Delaware River—Days
It is a land to which all the currents, and longings, and peoples of history move like rivers converging
vitreous form of the fall moon just tinged with blue: Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river
The whole river is now spread with it—some immense cakes.
primal man—the gigantic and multiplied possibilities of a continent of vast lakes and praries, and rivers
October 31 I am decidedly better—feel well as I write this—was out three hours to-day, crossing the river
spent in the open air down in the country in the woods and fields, and by a secluded little New Jersey river—His
& then go out & over the ferry to Philadelphia—I don't know what I should do without the ferry, & river
, & crossing, day & night—I believe my best times are nights—sometimes appear to have the river & boat
this time but I will be down soon & tell you all the news —After I write this I am going out on the river
Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains
It has the aspect then of a river, not a lake; and at this point there is no snow—the ice being heaped
up into enormous ridges & pinnacles like a river when there is a long reach of rapids, only in the glacier
The wild, tossing confusion of the ice-river contrasted strangely with the absolute stillness and immoveability
spent portions of several seasons at a secluded haunt in New Jersey—Timber Creek, its stream (almost a river
River, a little after eight, full of ice, mostly broken, but some large cakes making our strong-timber'd
Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
the pale green leaves of the trees prolific, In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river
Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or white come black, Home, or rivers and mountains
there atwixt the banks of the Arkansaw, the Rio Grande, the Nueces, the Brazos, the Tombigbee, the Red River
the pale green leaves of the trees prolific, In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river
Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
As for me, my heart is already gone over to the other side of the river, so that sometimes I feel a kind
Then was the time when it was his passion to sail the East River to and fro in the ferry boats, "often
Or again (p. 132): It was a happy thought to build the Hudson river railroad right along the shore.