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R. W. B. Lewis The American Adam: Innocence ... - UK-Online

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"As a dancer, having exhibited herself to the spectator, desists from the dance, so does Nature desist,<br />

having manifested herself to soul--. Nothing, in my opinion, is more gentle than Nature; once aware<br />

of having been seen, she does not again expose herself to the gaze of soul."<br />

“It is easier to discover another such a new world as Columbus did, than to go within one fold of<br />

this which we appear to know so well; the land is lost sight of, the compass varies, and mankind<br />

mutiny; and still history accumulates like rubbish before the portals of nature. But there is only<br />

necessary a moment's sanity and sound senses, to teach us that there is a nature behind the ordinary,<br />

in which we have only some vague pre-emption right and western reserve as yet. We live on the<br />

outskirts of that region. Carved wood, and floating boughs, and sunset skies, are all that we know of<br />

it. We are not to be imposed on by the longest spell of weather. Let us not, my friends, be<br />

wheedled and cheated into good behavior to earn the salt of our eternal porridge, whoever they are<br />

that attempt it. Let us wait a little, and not purchase any clearing here, trusting that richer bottoms<br />

will soon be put up. It is but thin soil where we stand; I have felt my roots in a richer ere this. I have<br />

seen a bunch of violets in a glass vase, tied loosely with a straw, which reminded me of myself.”<br />

'what sport doth yield a more pleasing content, and less hurt or charge, than angling with a hook'<br />

(92)<br />

A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers<br />

„Rivers must have been the guides which conducted the footsteps of the first travelers. <strong>The</strong>y are<br />

the constant lure, when they flow by our doors, to distant enterprise and adventure (...). <strong>The</strong>y are<br />

the natural highways of all nations“ (11).<br />

'the river is by far the most attractive highway' (204).<br />

"we seemed to be embarked on the placid current of our dreams, floating from past to future as<br />

silently as one awakes to fresh morning or evening thoughts“ (17).<br />

„its water was fuller of reflections than our pages even“ (61).<br />

„most men have no inclination, no rapids, no cascades, but marshes, and alligators, and miasma<br />

instead“ (137, emphasis added).<br />

'undulation is the gentlest and most ideal of motions, produced by one fluid falling on another'<br />

(338).<br />

“<strong>The</strong> hardest material seemed to obey the same law with the most fluid, and so indeed in the long<br />

run it does. Trees were but rivers of sap and woody fibre, flowing from the atmosphere, and<br />

emptying into the earth by their trunks, as their roots flowed upward to the surface. And in the<br />

heavens there were rivers of stars, and milky-ways, already beginning to gleam and ripple over our<br />

heads. <strong>The</strong>re were rivers of rock on the surface of the earth, and rivers of ore in its bowels, and our<br />

thoughts flowed and circulated, and this portion of time was but the current hour. Let us wander<br />

where we will, the universe is built round about us, and we are central still. If we look into the<br />

heavens they are concave, and if we were to look into a gulf as bottomless, it would be concave also.<br />

<strong>The</strong> sky is curved downward to the earth in the horizon, because we stand on the plain. I draw<br />

down its skirts. <strong>The</strong> stars so low there seem loath to depart, but by a circuitous path to be<br />

remembering me, and returning on their steps.”<br />

“the Currents of the Universal Being circulate through me”

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