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A New Dawn for the New LeftKarass: Family

A New Dawn for the New Left: Karass: Family [When Henry David Thoreau reflected on the Merrimack River passage between Manchester and Goffstown, Massachusetts, from his 1839 canoe trip with his brother, his mind wandered to meditations on friendship: My Friend is not of some other race or family of men, but flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone. He is my real brother. I see his nature groping yonder so like mine. We do not live far apart….Is it of no significance that we have so long partaken of the same loaf, drank at the same fountain, breathed the same air summer and winter, felt the same heat and cold; that the same fruits have been pleased to refresh us both, and we have never had a thought of different fibre the one from the other!… My Friend shall forever be my Friend, and reflect a ray of God to me, and time shall foster and adorn and consecrate our Friendship, no less than the ruins of temples. As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flowing rivers, and morning and evening, and summer and winter, I love thee, my Friend.1] http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png

A New Dawn for the New LeftKarass: Family

Slonecker, Blake
Springer Journals — Nov 3, 2015
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Palgrave Macmillan US
Copyright
© Palgrave Macmillan, a division of Nature America Inc. 2012
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978-1-349-44789-3
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71 –82
DOI
10.1057/9781137280831_6
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Abstract

[When Henry David Thoreau reflected on the Merrimack River passage between Manchester and Goffstown, Massachusetts, from his 1839 canoe trip with his brother, his mind wandered to meditations on friendship: My Friend is not of some other race or family of men, but flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone. He is my real brother. I see his nature groping yonder so like mine. We do not live far apart….Is it of no significance that we have so long partaken of the same loaf, drank at the same fountain, breathed the same air summer and winter, felt the same heat and cold; that the same fruits have been pleased to refresh us both, and we have never had a thought of different fibre the one from the other!… My Friend shall forever be my Friend, and reflect a ray of God to me, and time shall foster and adorn and consecrate our Friendship, no less than the ruins of temples. As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flowing rivers, and morning and evening, and summer and winter, I love thee, my Friend.1]

Published: Nov 3, 2015

Keywords: Communal Living; Sexual Politics; Ecological Consciousness; Environmental Advocacy; Nearby Market

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