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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.
Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, read more
Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned; yet they will hardly believe there be many so wise as themselves.
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.
Got no check books, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I got the sun in read more
Got no check books, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I got the sun in the mornin' and the moon at night.
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The read more
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one read more
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of God we call him a sportsman.
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of read more
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.
Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.
Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.