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Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 2 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 177 1 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Henry Walcott Boynton, Reader's History of American Literature 102 0 Browse Search
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches 83 1 Browse Search
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.) 68 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Olde Cambridge 60 0 Browse Search
Bliss Perry, The American spirit in lierature: a chronicle of great interpreters 60 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Massachusetts in the Army and Navy during the war of 1861-1865, vol. 2 56 0 Browse Search
The Cambridge of eighteen hundred and ninety-six: a picture of the city and its industries fifty years after its incorporation (ed. Arthur Gilman) 38 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, John Greenleaf Whittier 32 0 Browse Search
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life 27 1 Browse Search
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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, chapter 16 (search)
ed; and she, with unwearied patience and gentleness, would sit quietly beside him without interference. But the malady increased, until she passed into that melancholy condition described so powerfully by his neighbor and intimate friend, James Russell Lowell, -though drawing from a different example,in his poem of The Darkened mind, one of the most impressive, I think, of his poems. While Bartlett still continued his habit of reading, the writing had to be surrendered. His eyesight being err of his old friends formed what they called a Bartlett Club, meeting at his house one evening in every week. Sometimes days passed, however, without his receiving a visitor, he living alone in a room once gay with the whist-parties which he and Lowell had formerly organized and carried on. His cheerful courage, however, was absolutely unbroken, and he came forward to meet every guest with a look of sunshine. His voice and manner, always animated and cheerful, remained the same. He had an