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At the Lakeshore
Thoreau spoke of a quiet desperation: a sad affliction borne by other men, whose lives are filled up, not so much with silence but with a never-ending dulling din, the calling card of progress and its engines, whose pulse and … Continue reading
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Tagged desperation, Henry David Thoreau, idleness, Lake Catherine, peace, Walden, work
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