30 BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THOREAU. 



&quot; Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, as 

 when you find a trout in the milk/ 



&quot; The chub is a soft fish, and tastes like boiled 

 brown paper salted.&quot; 



&quot; The youth gets together his materials to build a 

 bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple 

 on the earth, and at length the middle-aged man con 

 cludes to build a wood-shed with them.&quot; 



&quot; The locust z-ing.&quot; 



&quot; Devil s-needles zigzagging along the Nut-Meadow 

 brook.&quot; 



&quot; Sugar is not so sweet to the palate as sound to 

 the healthy ear.&quot; 



&quot; I put on some hemlock-boughs, and the rich salt 

 crackling of their leaves was like mustard to the ear, 

 the crackling of uncountable regiments. Dead trees 

 love the fire.&quot; 



&quot; The bluebird carries the sky on his back.&quot; 



&quot; The tanager flies through the green foliage as if 

 it would ignite the leaves.&quot; 



&quot; If I wish for a horse-hair for my compass-sight, I 

 must go to the stable; but the hair-bird, with her 

 sharp eyes, goes to the road.&quot; 



&quot; Immortal water, alive even to the superficies.&quot; 



&quot; Fire is the most tolerable third party.&quot; 



&quot; Nature made ferns for pure leaves, to show what 

 she could do in that line.&quot; 



&quot; No tree has so fair a bole and so handsome an in 

 step as the beech.&quot; 



&quot; How did these beautiful rainbow-tints get into 

 the shell of the fresh-water clam, buried in the mud at 

 the bottom of our dark river ? &quot; 



&quot; Hard are the times when the infant s shoes are 

 second-foot.&quot; 



