The sky was as full of motion and change as the desert beneath it was monotonous and still,--and there was so much sky, more than ...at sea, more than anywhere else in the world. The plain was there, under one's feet, but what one saw when one looked about was that brilliant blue world of stinging air and moving cloud. Even the mountains were mere ant-hills under it. Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky. The landscape one longed for when one was away, the thing all about one, the world one actually lived in, was the sky, the sky!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... often in the heat of noonday, leaning on a hoe, looking across valleys at the mountains, so blue, so close, my only conscious ...thought was, "How can I ever get away from here? How can I get to where they have books, where I can be educated?" I worked hard, always waiting for something to happen to change things. There came a time when I knew I must make them happen; that no one would do anything about it for me. And I did.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Seen from this point, a bare ridge at the extremity of the open land, Ktaadn presented a different aspect from any mountain I have... seen, there being a greater proportion of naked rock rising abruptly from the forest; and we looked up at this blue barrier as if it were some fragment of a wall which anciently bounded the earth in that direction.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Looking southward, the heavens were completely overcast, the mountains capped with clouds, and the lake generally wore a dark and ...stormy appearance, but from its surface just north of Sugar Island, six or eight miles distant, there was reflected upward to us through the misty air a bright blue tinge from the distant unseen sky of another latitude beyond. They probably had a clear sky then at Greenville, the south end of the lake. Standing on a mountain in the midst of a lake, where would you look for the first sign of approaching fair weather? Not into the heavens, it seems, but into the lake.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Here among the mountains the pinions of thought should be strong, and one should see the errors of men from a calmer height of lov...e and wisdom.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;... And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And the musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through In the dust of that little chair,... What has become of our Little Boy Blue, Since he kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No more shall the war cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red:... They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day:-- Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »