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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, III (search)
the New England colonies in 1700, with Plymouth still delineated as a separate government, although it had been united with Massachusetts eight years before. When a lady in a London drawing-room sends, by a returning New Yorker, an urgent message to her cousin at Colorado Springs, we rather enjoy it, and call it only pretty Fanny's way; she is not more ignorant of North American geography than we ourselves may be of that of South America. But when we find that English scholars of established reputation betray, when on ground we know, defects of method that seem hopeless, what reverence is left for those who keep on ground that we do not know? In time, the shadow of Europe must lose something of its impressiveness. Dr. Creighton, in his preface to the English Historical Review, counts in all Americans as merely so manly outlying English; but it is time to recognize that American literature is not, and never again can be, merely an outlying portion of the literature of England.
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, VI (search)
between England and France, with only the width of the Channel between them, we can understand the separation achieved by the Atlantic, even where there is no essential difference of language. M. Taine tries to convince Frenchmen that the forty English immortals selected by the readers of the Pall Mall Gazette are equal, taken together, to the French Academicians. You do not know them, you say?he goes on. That is not a sufficient reason. The English, and all who speak English, know them welEnglish, know them well, but, on the other hand, know little of our men of letters. After this a French paper, reprinting a similar English list, added comments on the names, like this: Robert Browning, the Scotch poet. There is probably no better manual of universal knowledge than the great French dictionary of Larousse. When people come with miscellaneous questions to the Harvard College librarians, they often say in return, Have you looked in Larousse?Now, when one looks in Larousse to see who Robert Browning
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, VII (search)
ird war of the same kind; and the evolution of the American as a type wholly new and distinct from the Englishman, dates largely from that event. We are sometimes misled by a few imitations in respect to visiting cards and servants' liveries, to be solicitous about a revival of Anglomania, forgetting that the very word Anglomania implies separation and weaning. I can recall when there was no more room for Anglomania in New York than in Piccadilly, for the simple reason that all was still English; when the one cultivated newspaper in the country was the New York Albion, conducted for British residents; when the scene of every child's story was laid abroad and not at home; when Irving was read in America because he wrote of England, and Cooper's novels were regarded as a sort of daring eccentricity of the frontier. Fifty years ago Anglomania could scarcely be said to exist in this country; for the nation was still, for all purposes of art and literature, a mere province of England.
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, X (search)
ether Goethe or Schiller was the greater name; and Professor Felton of Harvard University took the pains to translate a long history of German literature by Menzel, the one object of which was to show that Goethe was quite a secondary figure, and not destined to any lasting reputation. It was one of the objections to Margaret Fuller, in the cultivated Cambridge circle of that day, that she spoke disrespectfully of Menzel in the Dial, and called him a Philistine—the first introduction into English, so far as I know, of that word since familiarized by Arnold and others. We fancy France to be a place where, if governments are changeable, literary fame, fortified by academies, rests on sure ground. But Theophile Gautier, in the preface to his Les Grotesques, says just the contrary. He declares that in Paris all praise or blame is overstated, because, in order to save the trouble of a serious opinion, they take up one writer temporarily in order to get rid of the rest. There are, h
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, XX (search)
now speaking with any special reference to the Greeks. The fate of the ancient classics among us was long since settled. When the successor of Dr. Popkin was made President of Harvard College, in 1860, he virtually surrendered his traditions by translating the Greek quotations in his Inaugural Address; and what President Felton did for the elder language, President Eliot did for the Latin when he at the 250th anniversary of that institution, bestowed the honorary degrees in most sonorous English. Grant that the authors now share with all other writers, in all languages and departments, the limitations of the life of man, it is plain that those limitations bring the greatest change to those two languages which were once thought to hold all knowledge in their grasp. But the same stern restriction makes itself felt in all directions; the age has outgrown its few simple and convenient playthings, and must choose amid a myriad of edgetools. There will never be another universal sch
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, XXIV (search)
which practically excludes Mr. Haggard from the ranks of serious and accredited writers is not that his sentiment is melodramatic, his fancy vulgar, and his situations absurd; the more elementary ground of exclusion is that he makes fritters of English. It is hard for criticism to deal seriously with a novelist who writes: It is us; He . . . read on like some one reads in some ghastly dream; Jacobus . . . whom was exceedingly sick; So that was where they were being taken to; and the like. Ind, we should now have to praise our own authors for setting a decent example. Can it be that, as time goes on, the habit of careful writing is one day to be set aside carelessly, as a mere American whim? In Professor Bain's essay On Teaching English, with Detailed Examples one finds such phrases on the part of the author as Sixty themes or thereby are handled in these pages (p. 38), and The whole of the instruction in higher English might be overtaken in such a course (p. 48); the italics
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book, XXVII (search)
ot a military war, if such a contradiction can be used. It is a great political and moral revolution, and we are in the first stage of it. Correspondence, II. 82. This was the period of which the English Hayward wrote,—the translator of Faust, —I passed a day with the Motleys at their villa, and found him more unreasonable than ever, vowing that the restoration of the Union in its entirety was as sure as the sun in heaven. It was the period of which Motley himself afterward wrote, All English society, except half a dozen individuals, was then entirely Southern. It was, in short, the opening of that period of cleavage between the English and American literary classes which still bears its fruit in the habits of mind of this generation, and will never be forgotten till a new generation has wholly taken its place. The fact that the literary class especially, which in other countries is usually found on the side of progress, in this case echoed all the sympathies of the people o