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to having lived a day well, is a clear and calm 
overlooking of all our days. 
FRIENDSHIP. 
Now we are partners in such legal trade, 
We ’ll look to the beginnings, not the ends, 
Nor to pay-day, knowing true wealth is made 
For current stock, and not for dividends. 
March 30, 1853. Ah, those youthful days, 
are they never to return ? when the walker 
does not too enviously observe particulars, but 
sees, hears, scents, tastes, and feels only him¬ 
self, the phenomena that showed themselves in 
him, his expanding body, his intellect and 
heart. No worm or insect, quadruped or bird 
confined his view, but the unbounded universe 
was his. A bird has now become a mote in his 
eye. 
Dug into what I take to be a woodchuck’s 
burrow in the low knoll below the cliffs. It 
was in the side of the hill, and sloped gently 
downward at first diagonally into the hill about 
five feet, perhaps westerly, then turned and ran 
north about three feet, then northwest further 
into the hill four feet, then north again four 
feet, then northeast I know not how far, the 
last five feet, perhaps, ascending. It was the 
full length of the shovel from the surface of the 
ground to the bottom of the hole when I left 
off, owing, perhaps, to the rise of the hill. The 
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