Hamlin Garland

I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail…

— Hamlin Garland

My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our…

— Hamlin Garland

There is no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the ferocious and endless toil of the farmers'…

— Hamlin Garland

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and…

— Hamlin Garland

“Do you fear the force of the wind, The slash of the rain? Go face them and fight them, Be savage again.…

— Hamlin Garland

From the great trees the locusts cry In quavering ecstatic duo-a boy Shouts a wild call-a mourning dove In the blue distance…

— Hamlin Garland

“ He bantered us, challenged us, electrified us . . . At times his eloquence held us silent as images and some…

— Hamlin Garland

I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail…

— Hamlin Garland

“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail…

— Hamlin Garland

“I see a time when the farmer will not need to live in a lonely cabin on a lonely farm. I see…

— Hamlin Garland