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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 20: Italy.—May to September, 1839.—Age, 28. (search)
rth; but there are the Piraeus and Marathon! I am strongly tempted. My next will be to you from Vienna or Athens. Which had you rather it should be? Tell me in your next. I hope you will encourage Felton in his plan of travel. Speed him in every possible way. As ever, affectionately yours, Charles Sumner, P. S. Remember me to Forbes Captain R. B. Forbes, ante, Vol. I. p. 163 when you write him. It is something to send a wish from Venice to Canton vid Boston. It is equal to Pope's Waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole. I have seen every thing in Venice now, and been in a gondola to my heart's content. A little boy asked me the other day if he should not go with me to sing Tasso. The gondoliers are a better set of men than any of the cabmen or hackmen I have had to do with in other places. To Thomas Crawford. Milan, Oct. 5, 1839. dear Crawford,—To-morrow I quit Italy with a beating heart. I love it, and am sad on leaving it. I have taken my place in a malle-
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 24: Slavery and the law of nations.—1842.—Age, 31. (search)
society, wherever I have known it,—and here in Boston as much as in London,—a perpetual seeking for something which will disparage or make ridiculous our neighbors. Their conduct is canvassed, and mean and selfish motives are attributed to them. Their foibles are dragged into day. I do not boast myself to be free from blame on this account; and yet I try to find what is good and beautiful in all that I see, and to judge my fellow-creatures as I would have them judge me. There is a verse in Pope's Universal Prayer which is full of beauty. I wish it were graven on tablets in all our churches. You will pardon me for quoting what is to you so trite:— ‘Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.’ When in Europe, I mingled in different countries with people of various characters. I am thankful that my impressions of all the countries that I saw, and of many people in those countries, are agreeable. I received much
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, July 8, 1842. (search)
society, wherever I have known it,—and here in Boston as much as in London,—a perpetual seeking for something which will disparage or make ridiculous our neighbors. Their conduct is canvassed, and mean and selfish motives are attributed to them. Their foibles are dragged into day. I do not boast myself to be free from blame on this account; and yet I try to find what is good and beautiful in all that I see, and to judge my fellow-creatures as I would have them judge me. There is a verse in Pope's Universal Prayer which is full of beauty. I wish it were graven on tablets in all our churches. You will pardon me for quoting what is to you so trite:— ‘Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.’ When in Europe, I mingled in different countries with people of various characters. I am thankful that my impressions of all the countries that I saw, and of many people in those countries, are agreeable. I received much
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 25: service for Crawford.—The Somers Mutiny.—The nation's duty as to slavery.—1843.—Age, 32. (search)
ness will pardon; and here we drop the curtain, where most the reader may long to see it lifted. In his notice of Mr. Hillard's Phi Beta Kappa discourse, he said:— There is an error, as general in the profession of the law as it is discreditable, that the successful practice of the law is inconsistent with the cultivation of letters. All the studies of past years are too often put to flight by the first footfall of a client, as the ghosts are said to disappear at cockcrowing. . . . Pope has preserved, in his polished verses, the memory of the beautiful taste and scholarship which afterwards distinguished the judicial career of Lord Mansfield, when he says, alluding to the number of his chambers in the Temple,— To Number Five direct your doves, There spread round Murray all your blooming loves. Other instances are afforded by the history of the English bar, where distinction in the law has gone hand in hand with eminence in literature. But we need not cross the sea in