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Chargement... Birds and poets : with other paperspar John Burroughs
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This is John Burroughs 1887 work, 'Birds And Poets'. It contains masterful sketches of bird life interspersed with delightful poems, interesting historical information, and beautiful descriptive prose. This volume will appeal to all with a love of nature writing and poetry, and it would make for a fantastic addition to any collection. Contents include: 'Birds and Poets', 'Touches Of Nature', 'A Bird Medley', 'April', 'Spring Poems', 'Our Rural Divinity', 'Before Genius', 'Before Beauty', 'Emerson', and 'The Flight Of The Eagle'. Includes a specially commissioned new biography of the author. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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“Indeed, when I go to the woods or the fields, or ascend to the hilltop, I do not seem to be gazing upon beauty at all, but to be breathing it like the air. I am not dazzled or astonished; I am in no hurry to look lest it be gone. I would not have the litter and debris removed, or the banks trimmed, or the ground painted. What I enjoy is commensurate with the earth and sky itself. It clings to the rocks and trees; it is kindred to the roughness and savagery; it rises from every tangle and chasm; it perches on the dry oak-stubs with the hawks and buzzards; the crows shed it from their wings and weave it into their nests of coarse sticks; the fox barks it, the cattle low it, and every mountain path leads to its haunts. I am not a spectator of, but a participator in it. It is not an adornment; its roots strike to the centre of the earth.” P. 175