. Through the year with Thoreau. once, which hangperpendicularly, like organ pipes, in front of therock. They are now conducting downward the melt-ing ice and snow, which drips from their points witha slight clinking and lapsing sound, but when thesun has set will freeze there and add to the icicleslength. Where the icicles have reached the groundand are like thick pillars, they have a sort of annu-lar appearance, somewhat like the successive swellson the legs of tables and on bed-posts. There is per-haps a harmony between the turners taste and thelaw of nature in this instance. The shadow of
. Through the year with Thoreau. once, which hangperpendicularly, like organ pipes, in front of therock. They are now conducting downward the melt-ing ice and snow, which drips from their points witha slight clinking and lapsing sound, but when thesun has set will freeze there and add to the icicleslength. Where the icicles have reached the groundand are like thick pillars, they have a sort of annu-lar appearance, somewhat like the successive swellson the legs of tables and on bed-posts. There is per-haps a harmony between the turners taste and thelaw of nature in this instance. The shadow of thewater flowing or pulsating behind this transparenticy crust or these stalactites in the sun imparts asemblance of life to the whole. Journal, iii, 303. NORTH BRANCH NEAR HARRINGTONS February 27, 1852. The main river is not yetopen but in very few places, but the North Branch,which is so much more rapid, is open near Tarbellsand Harringtons, where I walked to-day, and, flow-ing with full tide bordered with ice on either side,. Il i 0^ 1 1 ^f^~4\y k . i^ ?? mm .*a^ .ii |19HH iaHjSfjjK* w -^ f4 S(* [ 133 ] sparkles in the clear, cool air, — a silvery sparkleas from a stream that would not soil the sky. Half the ground is covered with snow. It is a mod-erately cool and pleasant day near the end of have almost completely forgotten summer. Thisrestless and now swollen stream has burst its icy fet-ters, and as I stand looking up it westward for half amile, where it winds slightly- under a high bank, itssurface is lit up here and there with a fine-grainedsilvery sparkle which makes the river appear some-thing celestial, — more than a terrestrial river, —which might have suggested that which surroundedthe shield in Homer. If rivers come out of their icyprison thus bright and immortal, shall not I too re-sume my spring life with joy and hope.^ Have I nohopes to sparkle on the surface of lifes current.* Journal, iii, 322. C 134 ] WINTER When winter fringes every b
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