The standard of good art is always much the same; modifications are trifling.
Otherwise we could not enjoy any foreign literature.
A fine phrase in Aeschylus or Dante affects us as if we had read it in Emerson.
A structural completeness in a work of art seems the same in the Oedipus Tyrannus as in The scarlet letter.
Art has therefore its law; and eccentricity, though often promising as a mere trait of youth, is only a disfigurement to maturer years.
It is no discredit to Walt Whitman that he wrote Leaves of grass, only that he did not burn it afterwards and reserve himself for something better.
A young writer must commonly plough in his first crop, as the farmer does, to enrich the soil.
Is it luxuriant, astonishing, the wonder of the neighborhood; so much the better,--in let it go!
Sydney Smith said, in 1818, There does not appear to be in America, at this moment, one man of any considerable talents.
Though this might not now be said, we still stand before the