I hear the sound of the flailing in M. Miles's barn, and gradually draw near to it from the woods, thinking many things.
I find that the thresher is a Haynes of Sudbury, and he complains of the hard work and a lame back. Indeed, he cannot stand up straight. He complains also that at it is so muggy that he cannot dry the sheaves, and the grain will not fly out when struck. The floor, too, is uneven, and he pointed out one board more prominent on which he had broken two or three swingles.
It was as well to have heard this music afar off. This sound is not so musical after I have withdrawn.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 31, 1860
I hear the sound of the flailing . . . and gradually draw near to it from the woods, thinking many things. See July 31, 1856 ("I hear the distant sound of a flail, and thoughts of autumn occupy my mind, and the memory of past years."); . August 18, 1856 ("It reminds me of past autumns and the lapse of time, suggests a pleasing, thoughtful melancholy."); September 14, 1859 ("Now all things suggest fruit and the harvest, . . .for some time the sound of the flail has been heard in the barns.")
I find that the thresher is a Haynes of Sudbury, and he complains of the hard work and a lame back. Indeed, he cannot stand up straight. He complains also that at it is so muggy that he cannot dry the sheaves, and the grain will not fly out when struck. The floor, too, is uneven, and he pointed out one board more prominent on which he had broken two or three swingles.
It was as well to have heard this music afar off. This sound is not so musical after I have withdrawn.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 31, 1860
I hear the sound of the flailing . . . and gradually draw near to it from the woods, thinking many things. See July 31, 1856 ("I hear the distant sound of a flail, and thoughts of autumn occupy my mind, and the memory of past years."); . August 18, 1856 ("It reminds me of past autumns and the lapse of time, suggests a pleasing, thoughtful melancholy."); September 14, 1859 ("Now all things suggest fruit and the harvest, . . .for some time the sound of the flail has been heard in the barns.")
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