As someone who tramps about Henry David ... a small wood house on a rise over a pond. If you’ve been to Walden Pond, and covered the ground back into town, you probably know that Thoreau ...

There are some intervals which border the strain of the wood thrush, to which I would migrate ... I do not know of any poetry to quote which adequately expresses this yearning for the Wild.

Walden had the air of solitude its resident thinker, Henry David ... old fireplace quotes a line from a Thoreau poem, “Go thou my incense upward from this hearth.” More than wood smoke drifted ...

Henry David Thoreau rose with the winter sun for his ... Just then the phone rang, desecrating the silence of the snowy wood. “Oh, ye gods, I must take this!” Henry exclaimed.