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Jula Ward Howe, Reminiscences: 1819-1899 24 2 Browse Search
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Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1 8 0 Browse Search
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 3 7 1 Browse Search
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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book 6 0 Browse Search
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Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Leaves from a Roman diary: February, 1869 (Rewritten in 1897） (search)
ny different ways may be something of a curiosity — not much of a poem. I have since observed that poets as a class are not fair critics of poetry; for they are sure to prefer poetry which is like their own. This is true at least of Lowell, Emerson, or Matthew Arnold; but when I came to read The Ring and the book I found that Longfellow's objection was a valid one. I remarked that Rev. Mr. Longfellow had a decided partiality for Browning. Yes, he said; Sam likes him, and my friend John Weiss prefers him to Tennyson. My objection is to his diction. I have always found the English language sufficient for my purpose, and have never tried to improve on it. Browning's Saul and The Ride from Ghent to Aix are noble poems. Carlyle also, I said, has a peculiar diction. That is true, he replied, but one can forgive anything to a writer who has so much to tell us as Carlyle. Besides, he writes prose, and not poetry. He took up a photograph which was lying on the table and showe