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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Margaret Fuller Ossoli, chapter 7 (search)
ould have received the archangelic names; it seems inspiration in the parents. So that Swedenborg should bear the name of Emanuel, and Kant, too. The name of Beethoven's mother does not seem without meaning. In writing yesterday, I observed the names of Mary and Elizabeth meeting again in the two queens with some pleasure. William is the Conqueror. Perhaps it is from such association that I thought from earliest childhood I could never love one that bore another name; I am glad it was Shakespeare's. Shelley chose it for his child. It is linked with mine in ballad as if they belonged together, but the story is always tragic. In the Douglas tragedy, the beauty is more than the sorrow. In one of the later ones the connection is dismal. Ms. (W. H. C.) Again, after study of Goethe's Farbenlehre (Theory of Colors), she writes, with similar zest: Sunday, I have been reading, most of the day, the Farbenlehre. The facts interest me only in their mystical significance. As of
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Chapter 13: business life in New York. (1844-1846.) (search)
several different abodes, nearer the Tribune office. She resided, for a month or two, in the family of Mr. and Mrs. Cranch; having, during a part of this time, the companionship of a favorite friend, Miss Caroline Sturgis, with whom she enjoyed to the utmost the social and artistic delights of New York. We find her writing in the Tribune about picture-galleries, the theatre, the Philharmonic concerts, the German opera, Ole Bull's performances on the violin, and Mr. Hudson's lecture on Shakespeare. Later she had lodgings for a long time at the house of Mrs. McDowell, where she had opportunity to give receptions to her literary friends and to preside as a gracious hostess with a white japonica in her hair. She did most of her writing and proof-reading at home, not keeping regular office-hours: and she evidently worked very hard in her own way, which was not always Mr. Greeley's method. Her researches into poverty and crime took many of her leisure hours; and she sometimes, in the
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Chapter 18: literary traits. (search)
poor, and has pointed out that these two give us a glimpse of a profounder personal emotion and a deeper possibility of sadness in Wordsworth than all else that he has written put together. There are also admirable remarks on Coleridge and on Shakespeare; and how fine in thought, how simply and admirably stated, is this conclusion:-- Were I, despite the bright points so numerous in their history and the admonitions of my own conscience, inclined to despise my fellow-men, I should have foutempted to think that there is no public for anything that is good; that a work of genius can appeal only to the fewest minds in any one age, and that the reputation now awarded to those of former times is never felt, but only traditional. Of Shakespeare, so vaunted a name, little wise or worthy has been written, perhaps nothing so adequate as Coleridge's comparison of him to the pine-apple; yet on reading Hamlet, his greatest work, we find there is not a pregnant sentence, scarce a word that
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Index. (search)
Ripley, George, 91,142, 144, 146, 147, 149, 154, 157, 179-181, 183 189, 291. Ripley, Mrs. G., 163, 180, 183; letter to, 112. Robbins, S. D., 181. Robinson, Rev. Mr., 53, 68. Rosa, Salvator, 95. Roscoe, William, 221. Rotch, Mary, letter to, 212. Russell, Le Baron, 144. Rye-bread days, 104. S. Sand, George, 173, 230. Saxton, Rufus, 163. Schiller, J. C. F. von, 45. Scott, David, 225, 226. Scott, Sir, Walter, 228, 297. Scougal, Ienry, 69. Segur, Comte de, 109. Shakespeare, William, 291, 292. Shelley, P. B., 42, 134, 290, 307. Shepard, Mr., 9. Sismondi, J. C. L. S. de, 24. Slavery, American, 10, 12, 14, 126. Smith, Southwood, 229. Socrates, 309. Southey, Robert, 45, 290. Spring, Edward, 223. Spring, Marcus and Rebecca, 219, 220, 228, 239. Spurzheim, J. G., 49. Stael, Madame de, 30, 37, 45, 109 Stetson, Caleb, 142, 144. Stone, T. T., 163. Storer, Mrs. R. B., 3. Storrow, Miss Ann G., 36. Storrow, Samuel, 51, 52. Story, Joseph, 33. Story
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Cheerful Yesterdays, chapter 4 (search)
d and respectable man we mustered,--a man absolutely stainless as we knew him, whose whole aspect and bearing carried irresistible weight, and who was chosen by acclamation as the treasurer of our class fund. In truth, it was his face and manner that were his ruin; he was a lawyer and had charge of estates; trustful widows and orphans thronged round him and believed in him up to the moment the prison doors opened to receive him; he could no more resist such perilous confidence than could Shakespeare's Autolycus, and might say with him, If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me. My only really intimate friend in the class was Parker, already named, who, although two years older than myself, and of more staidness of temperament and maturity of character, had great influence over me, and was wonderfully patient with my often serious errors. I frequently spent nights at his room, and we had few secrets from each other. All this was in a certain way creditable
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Cheerful Yesterdays, chapter 11 (search)
Browning for me, as if it were the easiest thing imaginable; and it reminded me of the time when the little daughter of a certain poetess quietly asked at the dinner-table, in my hearing, between two bites of an apple, Mamma, did I ever see Mr. Shakespeare? The page spoke to a rather short and strongly built man who sat in a window-seat, and who jumped up and grasped my hand so cordially that it might have suggested the remark of Madame Navarro (Mary Anderson) about him,--made, however, at a --and then he went into a long narration of some grievance incurred through an indiscreet letter of that well-known journalist. Strange to say, the effect of this curious attack was to put me perfectly at my ease. It was as if I had visited Shakespeare, and had found him in a pet because some one of my fellow countrymen had spelled his name wrong. I knew myself to be wholly innocent and to have no journalistic designs, nor did I ever during Tennyson's lifetime describe the interview. He pe
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Cheerful Yesterdays, Index. (search)
vage, James, 224. Saxton, Rufus, 248, 251, 252, 253, 256, 257, 265. Schelling, F. W. J., 102. Schnetzler, August, 89. Scholar in politics, the, no prejudice against, 336. Schramm, Herr von, 120. Schubert, G. H. von, 86. Scott, Sir, Walter, 16, 132, 133, 219, 272, 276. Seamans, Mr., 233. Sedgwick, Charles, 60. Selden, John, 359. Sewall, S. E., 175. Sewall, Samuel, 122. Seward, W. H., 238, 239. Shadrach (a slave), 135, 136, 137, 139, 140, 142. Shairp, Principal, 277. Shakespeare, William, 64, 287, 294. Shaw, R. G., 256. Shimmin, C. F., 60. Siddons, Mrs., 266. Sidney, Sir, Philip, 258. Sims, Thomas, 131, 142, 143, 144, 146. Sismondi, J. C. L. S. de, 92. Sisterhood of Reforms, the, 119. Sivret, Mrs., 251. Skimpole, Harold, 117. Smalley G. W., 240, 312. Smith, Gerrit, 218. Smith, H. W., 64. Smith, T. C. H., 62. Social feeling in Cambridge, 71. Somerville, Mrs., 17. Soule, Silas, 233. Spanish school-boys, 22. Sparks, Jared, 16, 56, 58. Spence
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men, chapter 4 (search)
rles Eliot Norton, and one of the most cultivated critics of his day; and it appears from the late memoirs of Garrison that her verses were long the favorite food of that strong and heroic mind. Yet it has been the custom to speak of her popularity as a thing of the past. Now arrives Mr. Routledge, and gives the figures as to his sales of the different poets in a single calendar year. First comes Longfellow, with the extraordinary sale of 6000 copies; then we drop to Scott, with 3170: Shakespeare, 2700; Byron, 2380; Moore, 2276; Burns, 2250. To these succeeds Mrs. Hemans, with a sale of 1900 copies, Milton falling short of her by 50, and no one else showing much more than half that demand. Hood had 980 purchasers,Cowper, 800, and all others less; Shelley had 500 and Keats but 40. Of course this is hardly even an approximate estimate of the comparative popularity of these poets, since much would depend, for instance, on the multiplicity or value of rival editions; but it proves
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men, chapter 6 (search)
hood and women, or of that womanhood which creates home. It is not only potent for itself, but it extends its potency over all other homes. What, compared to this, is the social position given by wealth to the lonely old bachelor of the country village? Though he be a millionaire, he is simply the old bach. The truth is that as people grow older it is the man who becomes dependent, and the woman the central and essential figure of the household, since she can do without him, and he cannot do without her. The proof of this lies in the fact that we see all around us self-sufficing and contented households of women, while a house that contains men only is a barrack, not a home. In youth it is easy to ignore this, to say with Shakespeare in Henry V. Tis ever common That men are merriest when away from home; but the merriment is shallow, the laugh is forced, and years and illness and sorrow soon bring man back, a repentant prodigal, to his home and to woman, the only home-maker.
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men, X. The flood-tide of youth. (search)
tenure, how insecure and brief is yours. That is the worst of it. A tinge of self-consciousness would imply a trace of weakness. Their demeanor is never defiant or insolent; it would be too flattering were it thus. Such a bearing would imply a certain equality; whereas there is no equality between those who possess the future and those who only hold the defined and limited past. You are not slighted as an individual, but simply superseded as a generation. There is no equality between Shakespeare's dying King Henry and the Prince Hal who tries on his crown. In the case of these college youths, disrespect would be almost complimentary; it is the supreme and absolute indifference that overwhelms. You may have your place in the world, such as it is. Old age hath yet its honor and its toil. They neither assert nor deny it. Why should they? They simply shoulder their way through the ranks of mature persons, triumphantly heedless, like the conquering Goths through the streets of Rom
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