...Nature is a setting that fits equally well a comic or a mourning piece. . . . Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear" (Emerson 1982, 38). Like Emerson, Miller realizes: "One cannot call one's soul one's own if one cannot...

...grasped, to have its life-currents absorbed by what is given. "Crossing a bare common," says Emerson, "in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear." Life is always worth living [James comments] if one have such responsive sensibilities. ("On a Certain...

...eye-ball" in Nature, describing the enthusiastic and elevated feeling of becoming one with the Universe: "In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the...soever of life, is always a child. [...] In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, - no disgrace, no calamity,...

...SPRING ASPENS, ROUTT NATIONAL FOREST AUTUMN OAKS AND PONDEROSA PINES, CASTLE PINES, DOUGLAS COUNTY In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period so ever of life is always a child. — Ralph Waldo Emerson CONIFERS ALONG THE WEST DOLORES RIVER, SAN...

...perceived and wondered at the immensity of creation. Emerson (1849/1983) writes: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear Standing on 34...

...your Rome, your world? What do you bring to that place where you stand? Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake its slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth....

...wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows.... In the woods, too, a man casts offhis years, as the snake his slough, and at what period...always a child. In the woods is perpetual youth.... In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, — no...

...senses, the imagination in Kantian terminology, can still be overwhelmed: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky. without having in my thoughts any occurrences of special good fortune. 1 have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink...

...broken every several inch of the old wooden hoop will still hold us staunch. 5 Crossing a bare common in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. It seems that we are in debt to Emerson for the concept of the Establishment and its opponents. There...

...cite the familiar preamble to the epiphany of the transparent eyeball: "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear" (E&L 1 0) . Weisbuch's commentary, from its opening rhetorical question to its sweeping but completely...