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INTRODUCTION No less incredible than the natural phenomena which constantly amazed him is the fact that Thoreaus power as a writer and thinker has remained alive as ever. He noted that no one had yet described the use of a rainbow. The answer, perhaps, can be found in the use of his own life. For over a hundred-and-forty years, he has lain quietly beneath his tiny headstone on Authors Ridge in Concords Sleepy Hollow Cemetery. Yet his work shines on, stimulating, challenging, fascinating new generations of high school students who have also been moved to stand in Waldens early-morning darkness, to make pencils, to saunter, to reflect, to observe and record. A century past is a long time ago. But as Thoreaus great contemporary,
Walt Whitman, reminds us, It avails not time nor placedistance
avails not.
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