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1    1|      had been born in the open pasture and suckled by a wolf, that
2    1|      of land, tillage, mowing, pasture, and woodlot! The portionless,
3    3|    into orchard, wood-lot, and pasture, and to decide what fine
4    3|     which had sprung up in the pasture, or, in short, had made
5    3|        in the least. There was pasture enough for my imagination.
6    6|      mullein or dandelion in a pasture, or a bean leaf, or sorrel,
7    8|    same perennial root in this pasture, and even I have at length
8   11|     away in the middle of some pasture, or in the depths of a wood
9   17| snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my