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The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 6. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier) 6 0 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: February 18, 1862., [Electronic resource] 4 0 Browse Search
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.) 4 0 Browse Search
Charles Congdon, Tribune Essays: Leading Articles Contributing to the New York Tribune from 1857 to 1863. (ed. Horace Greeley) 4 0 Browse Search
Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson 4 2 Browse Search
Fitzhugh Lee, General Lee 3 3 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 6. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 3 3 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life 2 0 Browse Search
Knight's Mechanical Encyclopedia (ed. Knight) 2 0 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: October 15, 1863., [Electronic resource] 2 0 Browse Search
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is great rivals. Is his fate enviable in that respect? We should think not. If we were a great poet, we should say, "remember my works forever, read them, preserve them, hand them down to the latest posterity; but for me, individually, lay me in the grave when I am dead, throw the earth upon my coffin, and there let me lie until summoned to judgment by the last trumpet.--Let not me, and my actions, and my sayings, be the subject of prurient curiosity to the gossips of future ages. Let no Boswell come near me. Let me be known only by my works." Probably no two poets that ever lived have said so little about themselves, as Homer and Shakspeare. This has been considered a remarkable trait in each, and the modesty of both has been greatly praised therefore. We see nothing remarkable and nothing deserving of praise in it. Homer wrote epics. Shakspeare wrote dramas.--The first tells the tale of heroes who had lived a century before him, under the direct inspiration of the muse. There