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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Index, Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
James Barnes, author of David G. Farragut, Naval Actions of 1812, Yank ee Ships and Yankee Sailors, Commodore Bainbridge , The Blockaders, and other naval and historical works, The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 6: The Navy. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 2 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 7. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 2 0 Browse Search
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The Cambridge of eighteen hundred and ninety-six: a picture of the city and its industries fifty years after its incorporation (ed. Arthur Gilman) 2 0 Browse Search
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James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen 2 0 Browse Search
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 1 2 0 Browse Search
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his great speech, entitled No property in man, on the Constitutional Amendment. In this speech he cites the following couplet from Voltaire as the origin of his favorite maxim, equality before the law: -- La lot dans tout état doit être universelle: Les mortels, quels qu'ils soient, sont égaux devant elle. With touching truthfulness he refers to distinguished persons who were called in former times to drink the bitter tears of human servitude. How truly affecting are the words of Homer depicting the wife of Hector toiling as bondwoman at the looms of her Grecian master, or those other undying words which exhibit man in slavery as shorn of half his worth! The story of Joseph sold by his brothers has been repeated in every form, touching innumerable hearts. Borrowed from the Bible, it figured in the moralities of the middle ages, and in the later theatre of France. How genius triumphed over slavery is part of this testimony. Aesop the fabulist--one of the world's greates
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, The close of the War (search)
a good instructor in his way, but dry and methodical. Professor Goodwin's recitations were much more interesting. Sophocles did not credit the tradition of Homer's wandering about blind and poor to recite his two great epics. He believed that Homer was a prince, or even a king, like the psalmist David, and asserted that this could be proved or at least rendered probable by internal evidence. This much is morally certain, that if Homer became blind it must have been after middle life. To dHomer became blind it must have been after middle life. To describe ancient battle-scenes so vividly he must have taken part in them; and his knowledge of anatomy is very remarkable. He does not make such mistakes in that line as bringing Desdemona to life after she has been smothered. How can we do justice to such a great-hearted man as Dr. Andrew P. Peabody? He was not intended by nature for a revolutionary character, and in that sense he was unsuited, like Everett, for the time in which he lived. If he had been chosen president of the universit
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Francis J. Child (search)
t had life. Secondly, the humorous element, for the bowline is all tail. Thirdly, the reflective element; the monotonous motion makes him think of home,--of his wife or sweetheart,--and he ends the second line with Kitty, O, my darlina. I like such primitive verses much better than the Pike County Ballads, a mixture of sentiment and profanity. Then he went on to say: I want my children, when they grow up, to read the classics. My boy will go to college, of course; and he will translate Homer and Virgil, and Horace,--I think very highly of Horace; but the literal meaning is a different thing from understanding the poetry. Then my daughters will learn French and German, and I shall expect them to read Schiller and Goethe, Moliere and Racine, as well as Shakespeare and Milton. After that they can read what they like, but they will have a standard by which to judge other authors. He was afraid that the students wasted too much time in painting play-bills and other similar exerci
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Longfellow (search)
his cruel imprisonment in Austria. A knight who could not compose a song and sing it to the guitar was as rare as a modern gentleman of fashion who cannot play golf. When James Russell Lowell resigned the chair of poetry at Harvard no one could be found who could exactly fill his place, and it was much the same at Oxford after Matthew Arnold retired. The difference between then and now would seem to reside in the fact, that poetry is more easily remembered than prose. From the time of Homer until long after the invention of printing, not only were ballad-singers and harpers in good demand, but the recital of poetry was also a favorite means of livelihood to indigent scholars and others, who wandered about like the minstrels. The article, as Tom Moore called it, was in active request. Poetry was recited in the camp of Alexander, in the Roman baths, in the castles on the Rhine, and English hostelries. Now it is replaced by novel-reading, and there are few who know how much pl
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Lowell (search)
mproving his reputation. The days of frolicsome gaiety were over. He now lived in a more serious vein, and felt a deeper, more satisfying happiness. It was much more the ideal life of a poet than that of Thoreau, paddling up and down Concord River in search of the inspiration which only comes when we do not think of it. It may be suspected that he read more literature than law during these years, and we notice that he did not go, like Emerson, to the great fountain-heads of poetry,--to Homer or Dante, Shakespeare or Goethe,--but courted the muse rather among such tributaries as Virgil, Moliere, Chaucer, Keats, and Lessing. It may have been better for him that he began in this manner; but a remark that Scudder attributes to him in regard to Lessing gives us an insight into the deeper mechanism of his mind. Shelley's poetry, he said, was like the transient radiance of St. Elmo's fire, but Lessing was wholly a poet. This is exactly the opposite of the view he held during his co
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Centennial Contributions (search)
True hospitality is in these terms expressed, Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest. To which the following couplet from Woodnotes seems almost like a continuation: Go where he will, the wise man is at home, His hearth the earth,--his hall the azure dome; The wise man carries rest and contentment in his own mental life, and is equally himself at the Corona d'italia and on a western ranch; while the weakling runs back to earlier associations like a colt to its stable. But Homer is also Emersonian at times. What could be more so than Achilles's memorable saying, which is repeated by Ulysses in the Odyssey: More hateful to me than the gates of death is he who thinks one thing and speaks another; or this exclamation of old Laertes in the last book of the Odyssey: What a day is this when I see my son and grandson contending in excellence! It seems a long way from Dante to Emerson, and yet there are Dantean passages in Woodnotes and Voluntaries. They are not in Dan
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Olde Cambridge, Chapter 5: Lowell (search)
tober seem stained with blood. I remember with a pang half proud, half painful, how, so many years ago, I had walked over the same path and felt round my finger the soft pressure of a little hand that was one day to harden with faithful grip of sabre. On how many paths, leading to how many homes where proud memory does all she can to fill up the fireside gaps with shining shapes, must not men be walking in just such pensive moods as I? Ah, young heroes, safe in immortal youth as those of Homer, you at least carried your ideal hence untarnished! It is locked for you beyond moth or rust in the treasure chamber of death. In comparing Holmes and Lowell, we are at once struck by the smaller number of personal antagonisms inspired by the former; and also by a singular intellectual divergence between them. As to fertility of mind, abundance of resources, variety of knowledge, there was scarcely any difference; the head of water was the same, and why was it that in the case of Holmes
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Agents wanted for the wonders of the world; comprising startling Incidents, interesting scenes, and Wonderfl events in all countries, all ages, and among all people. (search)
nted for the wonders of the world; comprising startling Incidents, interesting scenes, and Wonderfl events in all countries, all ages, and among all people. C. G. Rosen Berg. Over one thousand illustrations, By the most distinguished Artists in Europe and America. The list of contributors numbering one hundred and twenty-eight, among whom are found the popular and widely-known names of Gustave Dore, Berghaus, Billings, Cruikshank, Corbould, Eytinge, Fenn, Gilbert, Gavarni, Hennessy, Homer, Milais, Nehleig, Nast, Read, Horace Vernet, White, Weir, Waud, Miss Edwards, Tony Johannot, etc., etc. The Largest, most Beautiful, and Cheapest Pictorial Work ever issued. A novelty in literature, and the most splendid book enterprise of the age. A progressive book for progressive people, at a nominal price. Indispensable to every man, woman, and child in the land. It contains over one thousand magnificent engravings, with accompanying reading matter on every conceivable subject of
ble cripples which have lost a cover; the odd volumes of honored sets which go mourning all their days for their lost brother; the school-books which have been so often the subjects of assault and battery, that they look as if the police court must know them by heart; these, and still more the pictured story-books, beginning with Mother Goose (which a dear old friend of mine has just been amusing his philosophic leisure with turning most ingeniously and happily into the tongues of Virgil and Homer), will be precious mementos by and by, when children and grandchildren come along. The rooms of the second story, the chambers of birth and death, are sacred to silent memories. Let us go down to the ground floor. I should have begun with this, but that the historical reminiscences of the old house have been recently told in a most interesting memoir by a distinguished student of our local history. I retain my doubts about those dents on the floor of the right-hand room, the study of
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 1, Colonial and Revolutionary Literature: Early National Literature: Part I (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.), Chapter 1: travellers and explorers, 1583-1763 (search)
terary pastime, for he noted as he approached this hostelry that it brought to his mind some romantic descriptions of rural scenes in Spenser's Faerie Queene. The day following his arrival at Boston being Sunday, he attended meeting, where he heard solid sense, strong connected reasoning and good language. For the rest of this day's entry in his journal he records staid at home this night, reading a little of Homer's First Iliad. As he does not say, we can only guess whether he took his Homer in the original or through a translation. With Latin we know that he was on intimate terms, even without the evidence of his Scottish medical degree. While at Newport he writes: I stayed at home most of the forenoon and read Murcius [Meursius], which I had of Dr. Moffatt, a most luscious piece, from whom all our modern salacious poets have borrowed their thoughts. I did not read this book upon account of its lickerish contents, but only because I knew it to be a piece of excellent goo
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