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The Maine Woods

The Maine Woods

Thoreau, Henry David

Hardcover

PhilosophyBiographies GeneralTravel Writing

ISBN10: 1161469869
ISBN13: 9781161469868
Publisher: Kessinger Pub Llc
Published: May 23 2010
Pages: 196
Weight: 1.23
Height: 0.50 Width: 7.00 Depth: 10.00
Language: English
The Maine Woods is a book written by Henry David Thoreau, an American author, poet, and philosopher. It is a collection of essays that describe his experiences during his expeditions to the wilderness of Maine, which he undertook between 1846 and 1857. The book is divided into three parts, each of which describes a different journey that Thoreau undertook. In the first part, he explores the region around Mount Katahdin, the highest peak in Maine, and describes the flora and fauna of the area. In the second part, he travels down the Penobscot River, observing the logging industry and the effects of human activity on the environment. In the third part, Thoreau explores the region around Moosehead Lake, describing the landscape and the lives of the people who live there.Throughout the book, Thoreau reflects on the relationship between humans and nature, and the importance of preserving wilderness areas. He also discusses the history and culture of the region, including the Native American tribes who lived there before the arrival of European settlers.The Maine Woods is considered a classic of American nature writing, and is admired for its vivid descriptions of the natural world, its insights into the human relationship with nature, and its poetic prose. It is a must-read for anyone interested in the history and culture of Maine, as well as for those who love nature and the outdoors.Anxious to get out of the whale's belly, I rose early, and joined some old salts, who were smoking by a dim light on a sheltered part of the deck. We were just getting into the river. They knew all about it, of course. I was proud to find that I had stood the voyage so well, and was not in the least digested. We brushed up and watched the first signs of dawn through an open port; but the day seemed to hang fire. We inquired the time; none of my companions had a chronometer. At length an African prince rushed by, observing, Twelve o'clock, gentlemen! and blew out the light. It was moon- rise. So I slunk down into the monster's bowels again.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

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