Letter from R[ichard] W[atson] Gilder to John Muir, 1899 Nov 2.
From Four Brooks Farm -Nor the ice-pond builtWhere Hermit Brook spilt;Nor the great pine we foundThunder-burst in the middleAnd spread on the groundLike the strings of a fiddle,Not of this, not of that,-Such news now were flat,But something far racier!Muir, of Alaska,Path-finder, cliff-basker,Known...
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| Summary: | From Four Brooks Farm -Nor the ice-pond builtWhere Hermit Brook spilt;Nor the great pine we foundThunder-burst in the middleAnd spread on the groundLike the strings of a fiddle,Not of this, not of that,-Such news now were flat,But something far racier!Muir, of Alaska,Path-finder, cliff-basker,Known of bird, known of deer(Grizzlies know him, won't harm),John Muir has been here,And has hitched to the farmA great blanket glacier!Don't flout it! don't doubt it!'T is as sure and as clearAs if on the rockWith chisel and knock,A giant of eldHis message had spelled,And ten thousand years afterWe read it,- with laughter05086 https://scholarlycommons.pacific.edu/jmcl/27310/thumbnail.jpg |
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