A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers

by Henry David Thoreau

　　

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A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers, opening poems from Thoreau's essay, published in 1849.

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Where'er thou sail'st who sailed with me, Though now thou climbest loftier mounts, And fairer rivers dost ascend, Be thou my Muse, my Brother—. I am bound, I am bound, for a distant shore, By a lonely isle, by a far Azore, There it is, there it is, the treasure I seek, On the barren sands of a desolate creek.I sailed up a river with a pleasant wind, New lands new people and new thoughts to find; Many fair reaches and headlands appeared, And many dangers were there to be feared; But when I remember where I have been, And the fair landscapes that I have seen, Thou seemest the only permanent shore, The cape never rounded, nor wandered o'er.

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A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers was featured as TheShort Story of the Day on Mon, Aug 09, 2021

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