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The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Clark, January 15, 1805
Day 477 Day 479 Clark, January 15, 1805 Fort Mandan 15th January Tuesday 1805 between 12 & 3 oClock this morning we had a total eclips of the moon, a part of the observations…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Clark, August 11, 1805
Day 840 Day 842 Clark, August 11, 1805 August 11th Sunday 1805. a Shower of rain this morning at Sun rise, Cloudy all the morning wind from the S W passed a large Island which I call the…Amy Lowell: A Little Song
A Little SongWhen you, my Dear, are away, away, How wearily goes the creeping day. A year drags after morning, and night Starts another year of candle light. O Pausing Sun and Lingering Moon…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: October 1, 1805
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark September 30, 1805October 2, 1805October 1, 1805 October 1st 1805 Tuesday a cool morning wind from the N. E. I examine & Dry all our article…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Sleep is supposed to be
XXXVII XXXIX XXXVIII Sleep is supposed to be, By souls of sanity, The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand Down which on either hand The hosts of witness stand! Morn is…George Newell SOUTHWICK, Congress, NY (1863-1912)
SOUTHWICK George Newell , a Representative from New York; born in Albany, N.Y., March 7, 1863; attended private and public schools; was graduated from the Albany High School in 1879 and from…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Lewis, March 28, 1806
Day 1288 Day 1290 Lewis, March 28, 1806 Friday March 28th 1806. This morning we set out very early and at 9 A.M. arrived at the old Indian Village on Lard side of Deer Island where we found…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Lewis, April 2, 1806
Day 1298 Day 1300 Lewis, April 2, 1806 Wednesday April 2ed 1806. This morning we came to a resolution to remain at our present encampment or some where in this neighbourhood untill we had…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The World-Soul
The World-SoulThanks to the morning light, Thanks to the foaming sea, To the uplands of New Hampshire, To the green-haired forest free; Thanks to each man of courage, To the maids of…Fundevogel
Fundevogel There was once a forester who went into the forest to hunt, and as he entered it he heard a sound of screaming as if a little child were there. He followed the sound, and at last…