Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.


Journals of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1820-1872 [1876] Ed (ed. 1912)


Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.

Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.

Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.

Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.