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Poems of Nature by Henry David Thoreau is a collection of classic nature poems by the great American poet and philosopher. Most of Thoreau's poems were composed early in his life, before his twenty-sixth year. 'Just now, ' he wrote in the autumn of 1841, 'I am in the mid-sea of verses, and they actually rustle round me, as the leaves would round the head of Autumnus himself, should he thrust it up through some vales which I know; but, alas! many of them are but crisped and yellow leaves like hi…
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Poems of Nature by Henry David Thoreau is a collection of classic nature poems by the great American poet and philosopher. Most of Thoreau's poems were composed early in his life, before his twenty-sixth year. 'Just now, ' he wrote in the autumn of 1841, 'I am in the mid-sea of verses, and they actually rustle round me, as the leaves would round the head of Autumnus himself, should he thrust it up through some vales which I know; but, alas! many of them are but crisped and yellow leaves like his, I fear, and will deserve no better fate than to make mould for new harvests.'

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Poems of Nature by Henry David Thoreau is a collection of classic nature poems by the great American poet and philosopher. Most of Thoreau's poems were composed early in his life, before his twenty-sixth year. 'Just now, ' he wrote in the autumn of 1841, 'I am in the mid-sea of verses, and they actually rustle round me, as the leaves would round the head of Autumnus himself, should he thrust it up through some vales which I know; but, alas! many of them are but crisped and yellow leaves like his, I fear, and will deserve no better fate than to make mould for new harvests.'

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