The Adirondack; Or, Life in the WoodsC. Scribner, 1864 - 421 Seiten |
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Adirondack amid bark beautiful bird Blue Mountain Lake boat bosom bright bushes camp carpet-bags carrying-place caught Charlie Cheney clear dark DEAR H deep deep bay deer distance feeling feet fire fish flash foot forest Forked Lake green half head heard heart heavens hounds huge hunter Indian inlet islands killed Lake Champlain land leaves length light Long Lake looked miles Mitchell moose MOOSE LAKES morning Mount Emmons mountain never night northern diver oars once paddle panther passed pond pushed Raquette Lake Raquette River reached rifle rocks rolled round rowed Saranac Saranac River scene scenery SCHROON LAKE seemed sheet of water shoot shore shot side sight solitude soon sound spot spring started stood stopped storm strange stream stretched struck summit surface Tahawus thought told took tramp trees trout Tupper's turned vast venison watched wild wilderness wind woods
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Seite 103 - Stood fixed ; and fixed resemblances were seen To implements of ordinary use, But vast in size, in substance glorified ; Such as by Hebrew Prophets were beheld In vision — forms uncouth of mightiest power For admiration and mysterious awe.
Seite 75 - With the loud streams : and often, at the hour When issue forth the first pale stars, is heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice, the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above all power of sight — An iron knell ! with echoes from afar Faint, and still fainter...
Seite 103 - twas an unimaginable sight ! Clouds, mists, streams, watery rocks and emerald turf, Clouds of all tincture, rocks and sapphire sky Confused, commingled, mutually inflamed, Molten together, and composing thus, Each lost in each, that marvellous array Of temple, palace, citadel, and huge Fantastic pomp of structure without name, In fleecy folds voluminous enwrapped.
Seite 103 - I following — when a step, A single step, that freed me from the skirts Of the blind vapour, opened to my view Glory beyond all glory 'ever seen By waking sense or by the dreaming soul!
Seite 75 - Has not the soul, the being of your life, Received a shock of awful consciousness, In some calm season, when these lofty rocks At night's approach bring down the unclouded sky To rest upon their circumambient walls ; A temple framing of dimensions vast, And yet not too enormous for the sound Of human anthems, — choral song, or burst Sublime of instrumental harmony, To glorify...
Seite 210 - Again they arose to the surface, and the strong bird spread his broad, dripping pinions, and gathering force with his rapid blows, raised the salmon half out of water. The weight, however, was too great for him, and he sank again to the surface, beating the water into foam about him. The salmon then made another dive, and they both went under, leaving only a few bubbles to tell where they had gone down. This time they were absent a full half minute, and Beach said he thought it was all over FIGHT...
Seite 211 - ... sat for a long time sullen and sulky, the picture of disappointed ambition. So might a wounded and baffled lion lie down in his lair and brood over his defeat. Beach said that he could easily have captured them, but he thought he would see the fight out. When, however, they both staid under half a minute or more, he concluded he should never see his eagle again.
Seite 211 - ... carrying his relentless foe on his back. He could not keep the eagle down, nor the *bird carry him up — and so now beneath, and now upon the surface, they struggled on, presenting one of the most singular yet exciting spectacles that can be imagined. It was fearful to witness the blows of the eagle as he lashed the lake with his wings into spray, and made the shores echo with the report. At last, the bird thinking, as they say west, that he had " waked up the wrong passenger...
Seite 212 - ... minute or more, he concluded he should never see his eagle again. Whether the latter in his rage was bent on capturing his prize, and would retain his hold though at the hazard of his life, or whether in his terrible swoop he had...
Seite 154 - Island," as it is called, situated midway of the Jake. As you look at it from above or below, it appears to stand between two promontories, whose green and rounded points are striving to reach it as they push boldly out into the water ; while, with its abrupt, high banks, from which go up the lofty pine trees, it looks like a huge green cylinder, sunk there endwise, in the waves. I wished I owned that island — it would be pleasant to be possessor of so much beauty.