Thoreau checks out Terra australis cognita, volume 1 by Charles de Brosses from Harvard College Library (Companion to Thoreau’s Correspondence, 288).
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Against the stoutest fort;
At length the fiercest heart will quail,
And our alliance court.
Thoreau lectures—probably on “A History of Myself”—at the Centre School House for the Lincoln Lyceum (Studies in the American Renaissance, 1995, 148-150).
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal:
Cambridge, Mass. Thoreau checks out Essays on the picturesque, as compared with the sublime and beautiful, volume 1, by Sir Uvedale Price, Researches on America; being an attempt to settle some points relative to the aborigines of America, &c by James Haines McCulloh, and An account of two voyages to New England by John Josselyn from Harvard College Library.
Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal on 22 January:
Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—The damp snow still drives from the northwest nearly horizontally over the fields, while I go with C. [William Ellery Channing] toward the Cliffs and Walden.
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Measured again the great elm in front of Charles Davis’s on the Boston road, which he is having cut down . . .
As I came home through the village at 8.15 P.M., by a bright moonlight, the moon nearly full and not more than 18º from the zenith, the wind northwest, but not strong, and the air pretty cold, I saw the melon-rind arrangement of the clouds on a larger scale and more distinct than ever before . . . I hear that it attracted the attention of those who were abroad at 7 P. M., and now, at 9 P. M., it is scarcely less remarkable . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Thoreau writes in his journal:
It is a remarkably warm, still, and pleasant afternoon for winter, and the wind, as I discover by my handkerchief, southwesterly. I noticed last night, just after sunset, a sheet of mackerel sky far in the west horizon, very finely imbricated and reflecting a coppery glow, and again I saw still more of it in the cast this morning at sunrise, and now, at 3.30 P.M., looking up, I perceive that almost the entire heavens are covered with a very beautiful mackerel sky . . .
If I could have given a favorable report as to the skating, I should have answered you earlier. About a week before you wrote there was good skating; there is now none. As for the lecture, I shall be glad to come. I cannot now say when, but I will let you know, I think within a week or ten days at most, and will then leave you a week clear to make the arrangements in. I will bring something else than “What shall it profit a Man?” My father is very sick, and has been for a long time, so that there is the more need of me at home. This occurs to me, even when contemplating so short an excursion as to Worcester.
I want very much to see or hear your account of your adventures in the Ravine [Tuckerman’s], and I trust I shall do so when I come to Worcester. Cholmondeley has been here again, returning from Virginia (for he went no farther south) to Canada; and will go thence to Europe, he thinks, in the spring, and never ramble any more, (January 29). I am expecting daily that my father will die, therefore I cannot leave home at present. I will write you again within ten days.
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