by Henry David Thoreau
What’s the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Where it ends.
It fills a few hollows,
And makes banks for the swallows,
It sets the sand a-blowing,
And the blackberries a-growing.
Category: Henry David Thoreau
Henry David Thoreau: A Child’s Biography
by Henry David Thoreau
Concord, Massachusetts, is one of the New England towns that everybody likes to visit. When tourists reach Boston they usually make a point of going to Concord, either by electric or steam train, because they have … Read the rest
A Plea for Captain John Brown
by Henry David Thoreau
I trust that you will pardon me for being here. I do not wish to force my thoughts upon you, but I feel forced myself. Little as I know of Captain Brown, I would fain do … Read the rest
Aulus Persius Flaccus
by Henry David Thoreau
An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth; but Love says, resist not evil; love your enemies; bless them that curse you; do good to them that hate you, and pray for them … Read the rest
Life Without Principle
by Henry David Thoreau
AT a lyceum, not long since, I felt that the lecturer had chosen a theme too foreign to himself, and so failed to interest me as much as he might have done. He described things not … Read the rest
The Maine Woods
Walden Pond
A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers
by Henry David Thoreau
Where'er thou sail'st who sailed with me, Though now thou climbest loftier mounts, And fairer rivers dost ascend, Be thou my Muse, my Brother—.… Read the rest
Nature
by Henry David Thoreau
O Nature! I do not aspire To be the highest in thy quire,— To be a meteor in the sky, Or comet that may range on high; Only a zephyr that may blow Among the reeds… Read the rest
The Fisher’s Boy
by Henry David Thoreau
My life is like a stroll upon the beach, As near the ocean's edge as I can go; My tardy steps its waves sometimes o'erreach, Sometimes I stay to let them overflow. My sole employment 'tis,… Read the rest