[ ] [place] you [ ] [ ] [laugh] a cluster of bubbles like bubbles [ ] in a small [mossy] [ ] 70 A world of expression in eye as if the woods condensed in eye, so bold, so [unflinching] perhaps he tries to drive you away with a suden [sudden] onset [simultaneous] screaming at the same time or [leaves] without a word. & returns to nutting. His whole flesh [exhales] the odor of balsam, & tastes like pine needles. Or rosin every [fiber] leavened No man incapable of calm in waiting will [therefore] see [no] [birds] [no] animals—woods dwellers winged or footed [ ] [ ] In seeds what plans for future centuries? In the meadow pools with beetles & skaters what a world of faerie. As we walk, nature in the noon glow lies fair & [beautified] so passive yet so active.
71 So immortal. Cool coverts for deer in chap [chaparral] [pressed] & outspread by [winter] snow the rising elastic, a [few] [feet] [leaving] [many] a bower & cool coverts. Evening in sight of the massive dawn rounded & how it seems so ethereal as compared with the still trerrestial [terrestrial] woods our thoughts at once [undergo] change [New] landscapes [ ] far horizons. Wa-mello [Wah-Mello] A mile away there is a ridge of pre-glacial lava, a [residual] mass of floods of unknown extent [derivation] & on the meadow an avalanche of water, rocks, & logs swept a few years ago, terrible a manifestation of natures power, but the law of the thing how few can see. The cold lava is forested now, & the sun
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