“My books I'd fain cast off, I cannot read,'Twixt every page my thoughts go stray at largeDown in the meadow, where is richer feed,And will not mind to hit their proper targe.”
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- Title
- Wikiquote: Henry David Thoreau
- Type
- reference · Secondary source
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Context
"The Summer Rain", st. 1. The Dial (October 1842) p. 224
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Thoreau, Henry David. (n.d.). Wikiquote: Henry David Thoreau. Wikiquote. https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Henry_David_Thoreau
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