While the Republic has already acquired a history world-wide, America is still unsettled and unexplored. Like the English in New Holland, we live only on the shores of a continent even yet, and hardly know where the rivers come from which float our navy.

In my short experience of human life, the outward obstacles, if there were any such, have not been living men, but the institutions of the dead.

It is in vain to dream of a wildness distant from ourselves. There is none such.

Good poetry seems so simple and natural a thing that when we meet it we wonder that all men are not always poets. Poetry is nothing but healthy speech.

No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of spring.

What the banker sighs for, the meanest clown may have-leisure and a quiet mind.

Instead of water we got here a draught of beer, a lumberer's drink, which would acclimate and naturalize a man at once,-which would make him see green, and, if he slept, dream that he heard the wind sough among the pines.