I see, one mile to two miles distant on all sides from my window, the woods, which still encircle our New England towns. They still bound almost every view. They have been driven off only so far. Where still wild creatures haunt.
How long will these last?
Is this a universal and permanent feature? Have the oldest countries retained it? Is it not an important question whether these are decreasing or not? Look out what window I will, my eyes rest in the distance on a forest!
Is this fact of no significance? Is this circumstance of no value? Why such pains in old countries to plant gardens and parks? A certain sample of wild nature, a certain primitiveness.
The towns thus bordered, with a fringed and tasselled border, each has its preserves. Methinks the town should have more supervision and control over its parks than it has. It concerns us all whether these proprietors choose to cut down all the woods this winter or not.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 22, 1852
How long will these last?
Is this a universal and permanent feature? Have the oldest countries retained it? Is it not an important question whether these are decreasing or not? Look out what window I will, my eyes rest in the distance on a forest!
Is this fact of no significance? Is this circumstance of no value? Why such pains in old countries to plant gardens and parks? A certain sample of wild nature, a certain primitiveness.
The towns thus bordered, with a fringed and tasselled border, each has its preserves. Methinks the town should have more supervision and control over its parks than it has. It concerns us all whether these proprietors choose to cut down all the woods this winter or not.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 22, 1852
I see, one mile to two miles distant on all sides from my window, the woods, which still encircle our New England towns. See December 20, 1851 ("I can stand in a clearing in the woods and look a mile or more, over the shrub oaks, to the distant pine copses and horizon of uncut woods, without a house or road or cultivated field in sight."); Walking ("To preserve wild animals implies generally the creation of a forest for them to dwell in. So it is with man. A town is saved by the woods and swamps that surround it.”)
What is it that I see from one mile to two miles distant in the horizon on all sides from my window, but the woods, which still, almost without exception, encircle our New England towns. They still bound almost every view. They have been driven off only so far. Where still wild creatures haunt. How long will these last ? Is this a universal and permanent feature ? Have the oldest countries retained it ? Is it not an interesting and important question whether these are decreasing or not ? Look out what window I will, my eyes rest in the distance on a forest ! Is this fact of no significance ? Is this circumstance of no value ? Why such pains in old countries to plant gardens and parks ? A certain sample of wild nature, a certain primitiveness. One man proposed a book in which visitors should write their names; said he would be at the expense of it!!! Did he consider what the expense of it would be? As if it were of any use, when a man failed to make any memorable impression on you, for him to leave his name. But it may be that he writes a good hand, who had not left any fame. No ! I kept a book to put their fames in. I was at the expense of it.
The milkman is now filling his ice-house.
The towns thus bordered, with a fringed and tasselled border, each has its preserves. Methinks the town should have more supervision and control over its parks than it has. It concerns us all whether these proprietors choose to cut down all the woods this winter or not.
What is it that I see from one mile to two miles distant in the horizon on all sides from my window, but the woods, which still, almost without exception, encircle our New England towns. They still bound almost every view. They have been driven off only so far. Where still wild creatures haunt. How long will these last ? Is this a universal and permanent feature ? Have the oldest countries retained it ? Is it not an interesting and important question whether these are decreasing or not ? Look out what window I will, my eyes rest in the distance on a forest ! Is this fact of no significance ? Is this circumstance of no value ? Why such pains in old countries to plant gardens and parks ? A certain sample of wild nature, a certain primitiveness. One man proposed a book in which visitors should write their names; said he would be at the expense of it!!! Did he consider what the expense of it would be? As if it were of any use, when a man failed to make any memorable impression on you, for him to leave his name. But it may be that he writes a good hand, who had not left any fame. No ! I kept a book to put their fames in. I was at the expense of it.
The milkman is now filling his ice-house.
The towns thus bordered, with a fringed and tasselled border, each has its preserves. Methinks the town should have more supervision and control over its parks than it has. It concerns us all whether these proprietors choose to cut down all the woods this winter or not.
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