in Thoreau’s Journal:

Looking across the pond from the Peak toward Fair Haven which I seem to see—all the earth beyond appears insulated & floated even by this small sheet of water—the heavens being seen reflected, as it were beneath it—so it looks thin.

The scenery of this small pond is humble though very beautiful, & does not approach to grandeur, nor can it much concern one who has not long frequented it, or lived by its shore.