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The picturesque pocket companion, and visitor's guide, through Mount Auburn, Appendix I: General Dearborn's Report. (search)
ed, Abraham purchased the field of Ephron, in Machpeiah, with all the trees that were therein and the borders round about, as a burying place, and there he buried his wife; and there they buried Abraham, Isaac, Rebekah and Leah; and when Jacob had blessed his sons, he said unto them, I am to be gathered unto my people: bury me with my fathers in the cave that is in the field of Ephron. Deborah was buried beneath Beth-el under an oak, and the valiant men of Jabesh-gilead removed the bodies of Saul and his sons from the wall of Bethshon and buried them under a tree. Moses was buried in a valley in the land of Moab; Joseph, in a parcel of ground in Shechem; Eleazer, the son of Aaron, in a hill that pertained to Phinehas; and Manassah, with Amon in the garden of Uzza. The planting of rose-trees upon graves is an ancient custom: Anacreon says that it protects the dead ; and Propertius indicates the usage of burying amidst roses. Plato sanctioned the planting of trees over sepulchr
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 3 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.), Book III (continued) (search)
s, impressive, nevertheless it had not that sublimation of all these, and with that the power to awaken the imagination which, in argumentative prose, is beauty. Lincoln had apparently passed through one of those indescribable inward experiences—always, it seems, accompanied by deep gloom—which in mystical natures so often precede a rebirth of the mind. Psychology has not yet analyzed and classified them. But history is familiar with a sufficient number to be sure of their reality. From Saul agonizing in his tent to Luther throwing his inkpot at the devil; from Cromwell wrestling with the Lord to Lincoln striving to be vocal when his mind was dumb—in a hundred instances there is the same range of phenomena, the same spiritual night, the same amazing dawn. And now the most interesting of the literary questions concerning Lincoln presents itself. It is to be borne in mind that he was essentially non-rhetorical. He towers out of the literary murk of his day through his freedom <
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 4, Chapter 49: letters to Europe.—test oath in the senate.—final repeal of the fugitive-slave act.—abolition of the coastwise slave-trade.—Freedmen's Bureau.—equal rights of the colored people as witnesses and passengers.—equal pay of colored troops.—first struggle for suffrage of the colored people.—thirteenth amendment of the constitution.— French spoliation claims.—taxation of national banks.— differences with Fessenden.—Civil service Reform.—Lincoln's re-election.—parting with friends.—1863-1864. (search)
at I have found myself dropping correspondence that did not come under the head, if not of business, at least of public interest. The Psyche A copy of the antique, for which Sumner had given Story a commission. is superb, and I enjoy it much. You know the bronzes were lost on the coast of Spain. . . . Of course I watch your ascending glory. Nobody followed with intenser interest your English success, and now I am preparing for something grander; for George R. Russell tells me that your Saul is the finest statue he ever saw. The time will come when all you have done will be recognized . . . . I am vexed that the Quincy statue The committee in Boston, who gave Story the commission, did not raise the necessary funds; but the statue was in 1878 placed in Sanders Theatre at Cambridge, through a bequest of George Bemis. is not on its way to a pedestal. It ought to be set up while the hero yet continues among us. . . . Shortly before leaving home I walked through the grounds of the
Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1, Chapter 7: a summer abroad 1892-1893; aet. 73-74 (search)
.: also concerning Mrs. Martin's intended candidacy for the presidency of the United States, which, however futile in itself, we deplore as tending to throw ridicule upon the Woman's Cause. She thought that the Conservatives would give women the Parliamentary Suffrage in England on account of the great number of women who have joined the Primrose League. July 10. To the Temple Church. The organ voluntaries, strangely, I thought, were first Chopin's Funeral March, second the Dead March in Saul. A notable sermon from Dr. Vaughan. The discourse was really concerned with the political situation of the moment: the strong division of feeling throughout the country, and the fears of many lest the doctrine in which they believe should be overthrown. He said that the real Ark of God was the Church Universal, which has been defined as the whole company of believing Christian people throughout the world. Many changes would occur, but the vital principle of religion would prove itself st
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 13. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Orations at the unveiling of the statue of Stonewall Jackson, Richmond, Va., October 26th, 1875. (search)
sailors around him wondering what had happened to break that heart of oak, up to the English earl, honored on both sides of the Atlantic, who exclaimed, when the sad news came to him, Jackson was in some respects the greatest man America ever produced. The impressive ceremonies of the hour will bring back to some here present the memories of that day of sorrow, when, at the firing of a gun at the base of yonder monument, a procession began to move to the solemn strains of the Dead March in Saul—the hearse on which the dead hero lay preceded by a portion of the command of General Pickett, whose funeral obsequies you have just celebrated, and followed by a mighty throng of weeping citizens, until, having made a detour of the city, it paused at the door of the Capitol, when the body was borne within by reverent hands and laid on an altar erected beneath the dome. The Congress of the Confederate States had adopted a device for their flag, and one emblazoned with it had just been comp
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 17. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The Monument to General Robert E. Lee. (search)
requiem swells with music Like the shock of shields and spears, And its passion is too full of pride To leave a space for tears. And hence to-day, my Countrymen, We come, with undimmed eyes, In homage of the hero Lee, The good, the great, the wise; And at his name our hearts will leap Till his last old soldier dies. Ask me, if so you please, to paint Storm winds upon the sea; Tell me to weigh great Cheops– Set volcanic forces free; But bid me not, my Countrymen, To picture Robert Lee! As Saul, bound for Damascus fair, Was struck blind by sudden light, So my eyes are pained and dazzled By a radiance pure and white Shot back by the burnished armor Of that glory-belted Knight. His was all the Norman's polish And sobriety of grace; All the Goth's majestic figure: All the Roman's noble face: And he stood the tall exemplar Of a grand historic race. Baronial were his acres where Potomac's waters run; High his lineage, and his blazon Was by cunning heralds done; But better still he migh
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 21. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.13 (search)
response I had, and down went the window. But immediately I heard again at the back of the house, with rising inflection, Saul, Saul, I say Saul—drat that sleepy nigger—there you are—run, you wooly head, bring out the big black mare, and be quick abSaul, I say Saul—drat that sleepy nigger—there you are—run, you wooly head, bring out the big black mare, and be quick about it. He soon appeared with Saul and the horse and a lantern, and helped to exchange the saddle and bridle. As I climbed from the fence on the mare and rode away he threw the light of the lantern on my face, and said, in a tender voice: Good luckSaul—drat that sleepy nigger—there you are—run, you wooly head, bring out the big black mare, and be quick about it. He soon appeared with Saul and the horse and a lantern, and helped to exchange the saddle and bridle. As I climbed from the fence on the mare and rode away he threw the light of the lantern on my face, and said, in a tender voice: Good luck, for I have a boy, may be about your age, with Stonewall Jackson. My new beast was as tall as a dromedary, and as I steered her through the deep mud she seemed to plough it like a gunboat and knew just as little about a riding bridle. Madison CoSaul and the horse and a lantern, and helped to exchange the saddle and bridle. As I climbed from the fence on the mare and rode away he threw the light of the lantern on my face, and said, in a tender voice: Good luck, for I have a boy, may be about your age, with Stonewall Jackson. My new beast was as tall as a dromedary, and as I steered her through the deep mud she seemed to plough it like a gunboat and knew just as little about a riding bridle. Madison Courthouse was fifteen miles from Stanardsville, and by the time we reached it she was worn out. There, fortunately, was a courier station, and I exchanged her for a little gray horse. Clattering through the streets of that slumbering town
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Memoir of Jane Claudia Johnson. (search)
to be placed in the cells of both Davis and Clay. He was probably not familiar enough with its contents to know that it told of the disloyal effort of Moses to bring the children of Israel out of Egypt, or of David's revolt against the tyranny of Saul, else it would have been prohibited as dangerous literature. Be that as it may, the fact is he did permit a copy of the Bible to be left with each of the prisoners. In a few days they had the temerity to ask that their prayer-book and a little te revered, while the mountains stand and the rivers flow. The time has long since passed when Virginia alone, or even the South, could claim a monopoly of love and veneration for one who living in a day of giants, yet towered among his fellows as Saul among his brethren a head and shoulders above them all. No mists of political passion can long blind the vision of any class of the American people to that nobility of soul and blamelessness of life, which even more than the soldierly ability he
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The trials and trial of Jefferson Davis. (search)
n be seen and interpreted from several small incidents which it may be well to rescue from the oblivion they justly deserve. Thus, Mr. Dana, Assistant Secretary of War, had in his orders to Miles mercifully, and possibly piously, permitted a Bible to be placed in the cells of both Davis and Clay. He was probably not familiar enough with its contents to know that it told of the disloyal effort of Moses to bring the children of Israel out of Egypt, or of David's revolt against the tyranny of Saul, else it would have been prohibited as dangerous literature. Be that as it may, the fact is he did permit a copy of the Bible to be left with each of the prisoners. In a few days they had the temerity to ask that their prayer-book and a little tobacco might be added to their scant comforts. Miles doubtless saw some occult treason in this request. He remembered the significance of Chops and Tomato Sauce in the famous case of Bardell v. Pickwick. The matter was too important for so young a
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The life and character of Robert Edward Lee. (search)
x and invoked the blessings of heaven on his honored head, was a tribute as precious as was ever offered at the shrine of human greatness. His memory is embalmed in the hearts of a grateful people and will live wherever genius is honored and virtue revered, while the mountains stand and the rivers flow. The time has long since passed when Virginia alone, or even the South, could claim a monopoly of love and veneration for one who living in a day of giants, yet towered among his fellows as Saul among his brethren a head and shoulders above them all. No mists of political passion can long blind the vision of any class of the American people to that nobility of soul and blamelessness of life, which even more than the soldierly ability he possessed in so large a measure, gave Robert Lee pre-eminence among men who in any other companionship would have been themselves the focus of admiration. Whether posterity will assign to General Lee the rank as a commander which the South claims
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