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It is pretty warm here but we do not suffer any yet,  we are encamped on the bank of the Trent River,

Those stretched away down to the river, from the upper part of Fulton street.

THE FOUR CROSSING RIVERS.

all come together, and, as it were, fall in and deliver and transfer to each other, like four big rivers

far, on farms, or occasionally away in the lumber woods, or perhaps taking a trip down or up the rivers

We have moved our camp since my last letter and are now on the Newbern side of the Trent river,  we have

The Croton Dam, originally built in 1842 on the Croton River, was the first clean water system in New

fight a front of our force started in pursuit, but the rebels had set fire to a bridge which crosses a river

Our regiment marched slowly up to the river and as our boys were about lived out we spread our blankets

We are now encamped on the banks of the river about 2 miles from the city and we have things very comfortable

The situation is high, and overlooks the North River.

shore we pushed on as fast as possible towards Newbern which is a nice little Citty lying up the Neuse river

and had a good nights sleep,   the next morning we came to this camp, which is on the bank of the river

They had a chain of breastworks leading from the river, away back in the woods I dont know how far  

The fleet after setting us on shore sailed up the river and walked into the rebels shore batteries in

fine style  the rebels had sunk vessels all across the river but our boats got through somehow and drove

were, the majority of them, so near the Old Ferry, that water was relied upon to be obtained from the river

It was feared that the British fleet might make an attempt to land, and cross the river in the same way

desired to attend the ministrations of a regularly ordained clergyman, on the Sabbath, had to cross the river

regular and full, and had many accessions from Flatbush, Gravesend, and from New Amsterdam, across the river

as unfit for sea purposes—which hulks the invading British army brought round and anchored in our river

The Hudson River is named for him. in these waters, our time does not now admit.

carrying out and extension of the wharves and piers on both the New York and Brooklyn sides of the river

These fronted toward the South, and had large gardens, sloping northward down to the river, of which

These stretched away down to the river, from the upper part of Fulton street.

Early next morning we were under weigh again, and at night, we came to anchor in the Nuese river about

, the rest of the Brigade mooving somewhere further up the river.

Sailed up the Yazoo river about 14 miles and landed at Snyders Bluff, Miss.  

crossed the river weather very hot.

stopped a few minutes and then went on up the river reached Memphis Tenn about 3 P.M.

Hudson entered here and discovered the North River, Long Island, and what is now New York island.

hundred European settlers in the colony, including those on Manhattan Island, and on this side of the river

In some respects, this side of the river has more claims to be considered the representative first settlement

of the Dutch in the New World, than the location of our neighbors over westward of the East River.

He was partially responsible for the expansion of Brooklyn into swamplands on the East River.

Land of the spinal river, the Mississippi! Land of the Alle- ghanies Alleghanies ! Ohio's land!

come no more with demands like these to my free cities, or my teeming country towns, or along my rivers

ages, the inextricable, the river-tied and the mountain-tied.

A coffin swimming buoyantly on the swift flowing current of the river Yes I believe in the Trinity,—God

and sea, the animals fishes and birds, the sky of heaven and the orbs, the forests mountains and rivers

(like gunpowder catches to fire) pass flow into us like one river into another.

The schooner is reefing hoisting her sai ls l she will soon be down the coast. river pirate old junk

red white or brown gables red, white or brown the ferry boat ever plying forever and ever over the river

The hayboat and barge— flee the two boat with bring her bevy of barges down the river picture of the

I am an old artillerist I tell of some On South Fifth st (Monroe place) 2 doors above the river from

—The prairies, the lakes, rivers, forests , —all are Not distant caverns, volcanoes, cataracts, curious

The "Father of Waters" is a nickname for the Mississippi River.

worker, idler, citizen, countryman, Saunterer of the woods, stander upon hills, summer swimmer in rivers

weeper, worker, idler, citizen, countryman, Saunterer of woods, stander upon hills, summer swimmer in rivers

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

It is a funeral piece— Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf-posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud

sweeps over great oceans and inland seas, over the continents of the world, over mountains, forests, rivers

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

simplicity can give of power, pathos, and music: "Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf—posh and ice in the river

, manfully, and appositely expressed—and a filibuster-like daring running, like a strong, vigorous river

subordinate;) Me toward the Mexican Sea, or in the Mannahatta, or the Tennessee, or far north, or inland, A river-man

wharves—the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset— the river

What rivers are these? What forests and fruits are these?

I see the long river-stripes of the earth, I see where the Mississippi flows—I see where the.

Columbia flows, I see the Great River, and the Falls of Niagara, I see the Amazon and the Paraguay, I

see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl; I see

I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through, I have taken my stand on the

O boating on the rivers! The voyage down the Niagara, (the St.

Winds blow South, or winds blow North, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

From the pent up rivers of myself, From the hungry gnaw that eats me night and day, From native moments—from

when feeling with the hand the naked meat of his own body, or another person's body, The circling rivers

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the shores of the

like beads on my smallest sights and hearings—on the walk in the street, and the passage over the river

Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt, Just as any of you is one of a living

crowd, I was one of a crowd, Just as you are refreshed by the gladness of the river, and the bright

I too many and many a time crossed the river, the sun half an hour high, I watched the Twelfth Month

Flow on, river! flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!

dear to me my birth-things—All moving things, and the trees where I was born—the grains, plants, rivers

; Dear to me my own slow sluggish rivers where they flow, distant, over flats of silvery sands, or through

These shows of the east and west are tame compared to you, These immense meadows—these interminable rivers

the jobbers' houses of business —the houses of business of the ship-merchants, and money-brokers—the river-streets

, and the sail- ing sailing clouds aloft, The winter snows, the sleigh-bells—the broken ice in the river

baffled, Not the path-finder, penetrating inland, weary and long, By deserts parched, snows chilled, rivers

To think that the rivers will flow, and the snow fall, and fruits ripen, and act upon others as upon

Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf—posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets, a gray

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers, clouds!

What rivers are these? What forests and fruits are these?

see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl; I see

O boating on the rivers! The voyage down the Niagara, (the St.

geography, cities, beginnings, events, glories, defections, diversities, vocal in him, Making its rivers

families, I have read these leaves to myself in the open air— I have tried them by trees, stars, rivers

sweet potato, Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies, Welcome the rich borders of rivers

, The eighteen thousand miles of sea-coast and bay- coast on the main—the thirty thousand miles of river

Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers, clouds!

wharves—the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset— the river

From the pent up rivers of myself, From the hungry gnaw that eats me night and day, From native moments—from

when feeling with the hand the naked meat of his own body, or another person's body, The circling rivers

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft