He says of him farther, ‘He imitates, he reproduces, he does not create and he does not build up. . . . His chances at popularity are diminishing.
Twaddle will not pass long for wisdom.
The active spirit of movement and progress finds in his works little that attracts sympathy.’1
It is to be remembered in the same connection that Longfellow
, in 1837, wrote to his friend, George W. Greene
, of ‘Jean Paul Richter
, the most magnificent of the German prose writers,’2
and it was chiefly on Richter
that his prose style was formed.
In June he left Heidelberg
for the Tyrol and Switzerland
, where the scene of ‘Hyperion’ was laid.
He called it ‘quite a sad and lonely journey,’ but it afterwards led to results both in his personal and literary career.
He sailed for home in October and established himself in Cambridge
in December, 1836.
The following letter to his wife's sister was written after his return.