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FLIGHT
HENRY
D.
THOREAU
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NEW YORK
HUBERT RUTHERFORD BROWN
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I
to take a
memorable
a white,
which
increases
and de-
c
Is
o
like Central
Africa to
tempted to explore it
to penetrate
Who
knows what
fertility
and
the
Moon, in
where
all
Niles
up the Nile
as yet
extend
be a benefactor
if I
con-
if I
can
is
some beauty
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are asleep
if I
Night
and
less
is certainly
more novel
I
soon
discovered that
was acquainted
as
moon,
it
shutter,
way
in her light?
Suppose you attend to the suggestions which the moon makes for
it
why not
if
What
weird
one
moon
with
its
world of poetry,
(43
I
who
said, criticising
his part
could see
as
he must look
away up
in the
heavens.
say,
The
light
which comes
their orbit
from
ideas
which have
as distant
is
no
less
moon
and
stars, is nat-
urally reproached or
nicknamed
as
do your
is
night travelling
when
there
I
no
moon
will be
me from
C
as they
)
so.
I
appear to us
I
will be
as
thankful that
side
see so
much
one
one
of
of a
celestial idea,
side
Men
talk glibly
as
if
enough about
they
moonshine,
knew
its
and despised
them
shine
this
as
none of your sunshine But word commonly means merely something which they do not un-
derstand
which they
it.
are
abed and
it
asleep to,
however much
may
awake to
It
and not
dis-
But
the
moon is
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by the quantity of light she sends
to us, but also by her influence
its
inhabitants.
on "The
moon gravitates
the
toward the
earth,
by moonlight is conscious of a tide in his thought which is to be referred to lunar influence. I will en-
my
distrac-
hearers that
my my
In Drake's
says of
Wafer
Darien:
some albinos among the Indians of "They are quite white, but
is
their whiteness
like that
of a
fair
from the
C7D
or pale European, as they have not
the least tincture of a blush or san-
guine complexion.
Their eyeis
brows
are milk-white, as
likewise
agreeable to them,
their eyes,
which
are
we
them moon-eyed."
we
are in-
tellectually
children of
effect
Endymion, such
is
the
of conversing
moon.
I
C
that they
may find it
difficult,
it
must, as
it
were, illustrate
by
son.
is a-
beauty of moonlight
seen over
si-
On
all sides
novel-
wood
thrush there
is
in the
meadows,
fireflies,
Who would
C
deliberate
life
93
dewy
So man has
fire
in his eyes, or
note of a
crickets.
ful
trump of the
boundless.
On
our open
river terraces,
once cultivated by
the Indian, they appear to occupy the ground like an army, their heads
nodding
and shrubs
overwhelmed
by an inundation.
The shadows of rocks and trees, and shrubs and hills, are more conspic-
C IO 3
uous than the objects themselves.
The
sified in
more
The
rocks are
the
The
dew up
to your middle.
The
The pools
light
"The
bosoms,"
more
A distant
(")
cliff
space
on
a hillside.
The woods
are
You
from
cesses
see the
moonlight
reflected
re-
particular
stumps in the
of the forest,
as if she selected
remind one of
moonseed
it
as if
the
in such
places.
The walker
and
is
field
forest
meadow and
is
show
its tassels.
The
senses both
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alert.
We
of
rills
before,
From time to
sides
hills,
time, high
stratum of warm
has
a blast
which
sultry plains
of noon.
ny noontide hours and banks, of the laborer wiping his brow and the bee humming amid flowers. It is an air in which work has been done which men have breathed. It circulates about from woodside to hillside like a dog that has lost
its
master,
now
is
The rocks retain all night the warmth of the sun which they have
gone.
absorbed.
If
you
a
you find
warm
You
lie
on
a rock in a pasture
hill at
of some bare
midnight, and
C
speculate
on the height of the starry canopy. The stars are the jewels of
the night, and perchance surpass
companion with whom I was sailing one very windy but bright moonlight night, when the stars
were few and
faint,
thought that
man
that
translated
by Sylvester, says
hell
"not believe that the great architect
With
all
these
fires
decked
'
C
Only
for
3
glister-
ing shields,
in
Hell
"not believe that the
least flower
which pranks
Our garden
banks,
borders, or our
common
warm-
And
ing lap
Our mother earth doth covetously wrap, Hath some peculiar virtue of its own,
And
have none."
instruments of
far
and for
men
to gaze
on
after
but not
efficient ;"
(f
tine as saying,
Deus
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corpora per superiora:"
God
rules
this
which another
quemadmodum
the
It
very
important to the
the
traveller,
whether
is
moon shines
is
brightly or
ob-
scured. It
not easy to
realize the
commences
edly, unless
to shine unobstruct-
you have often been abroad alone in moonlight nights. She seems to be waging continual
war with the clouds
half.
in
your be-
comes on magni-
163
re-
hugeness and blackness, then suddenly casts them behind into the
light concealed,
of clear sky.
In short, the
moon
traversing,
clouds which
lie
in her way,
now
obscured by them,
now
easily dis-
travellers. Sailors
speak of it as the
clouds.
moon
eating
up the
The
all
moon
sympathy,
When
she
is
obscured he so sym-
C
a
i-7
dog
on
a clear field
of
and
shines unobstructedly, he
is
glad.
And when
through
foes,
way
all
no more
joy in
its
song.
How
insupportable would be
its
dews
re-
and we
steal forth
from our
lairs,
of the jungle,
183
and brood-
prey of the
intellect.
is
as the
viz.,
we may
the
more
readily ap-
stand
as light
and
fluctuates
above the
crater
of Vesu-
vius, in the
ofcloud,butbynightapillaroffire."
this climate
that
methinks a sensitive
to
nature
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oblivion, and perhaps there
is
no
man
for spending
them
it
out-of-doors,
should
sleep an
Endymion sleep,
pressed
it
phere
rance,
is
charged with
dewy
frag-
awake
sec-
Void of its
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"In Heaven queen she
spheres.
is
among
all
the
She, mistress-like,
makes
things to
be pure.
Eternity in her oft change she bears She Beauty is by her the fair endure.
;
guide
is
placed;
By her By her
down
cast."
slide
is
Virtue's perfect
image
who
has reached
In a mild night
when
The village
forest.
street is
then
old
wild as the
New and
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things are confounded.
I
know not
ruins
whether
am
sitting
on the
to
radical
the moonlight, so
age!
yet so sav-
The
to
It
atis
moments
are.
me
abroad remain
morning
breaks,
and
all 's
con-
fused again."
of
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day, if it
is
inward dawn?
is
to
what purpose
soul
ing.
It is
glar-
When
dwelling?
lofty hills,
"cavernous
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Nevertheless, even
by night the
through the shadow of the earth into the distant atmosphere of day,
are revelling.
Four hundred
direclion
copies printed
under
the
New
The wood-cut
Ivins.
by Florence
Wyman