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Andrew Marvell (search for this): chapter 6
is life, receiving the Dante Club and the Modern Language Association as if each were the Royal Society. In looking back on London, too, he was able to see its limitations as well as its delights; was ready to recognize the barren fig-tree side of it, in Lord Houghton's phrase; the limitation and disappointment resulting from the very excess and hurry. It is the same side that we see in books of personal recollections, like Lady Eastlake's Diaries or Sir Frederick Pollock's Remembrances, where the writer goes from one brilliant breakfast or luncheon or dinner to the next, meeting all the wits and sages, and bringing away only two or three anecdotes. Lowell himself recognized all this limitation, yet delighted in the retrospect; skimmed for you the cream of it, and then took you out on the piazza to watch the squirrels and robins. Becoming again, in some sense, a recluse, he was such a recluse as Sir Henry Wotton might have been, or as the tenant of Andrew Marvell's garden. 1896
Lowell (search for this): chapter 6
reminiscence by the same author-volumes which Lowell was always ready to praise, and his presentatier he had a more strenuous quality; but the Rev. Dr. Lowell was a man of sufficiently mild clericalear madam, what do you expect to do about it? Lowell did not, therefore, inherit recluse qualities.s and death of his wife; then the sinking of Dr. Lowell into that sorrowful condition described in omistaken generalizations. Instead of painting Lowell as a life-long recluse who was at last broughtit of monologue. No one needed this more than Lowell, except perhaps Holmes; the two had sat at opps Mr. Smalley presses too far the novelty that Lowell found in a circle where there were others besice was not in quality so much as in quantity. Lowell could not perhaps say, like Stuart Newton the ates afforded him a microcosm of the world. Lowell, fortunately, lived to refute very promptly thwas lodged in the East Cambridge jail. Now, Mr. Lowell, I know you wouldn't want that boy, that Cam[8 more...]
London (search for this): chapter 6
like Judge Hoar; men of science, like Agassiz; physicians like his own brother-in-law, Dr. Estes Howe. The difference was not in quality so much as in quantity. Lowell could not perhaps say, like Stuart Newton the painter: I meet in London occasionally such company as I meet in Boston all the time ; but he could at least go so far as to say that at home he met a sufficient variety of types to know that men of letters did not monopolize the world. When it came to sheer quantity, of course London was overpowering; it was like going from a small preparatory school to Oxford; but, after all, a man usually finds, in looking back, that his own schoolmates afforded him a microcosm of the world. Lowell, fortunately, lived to refute very promptly the ignorant pity bestowed upon him in advance by Matthew Arnold, for returning home, after the intoxication of his life in England, to live in Elmwood. Mr. Arnold never in his life had one glimpse of what America is to an American; and those w
Thomas Starr King (search for this): chapter 6
ct to do about it? Lowell did not, therefore, inherit recluse qualities. As a school-boy he was the gayest of the gay. In college he was the wit of his class; and my college diary records him as coming as a senior into our freshman debating club and keeping us supplied with amusement for the whole evening. It is enough to say that he was secretary of the Hasty Pudding Club — the reverse of a recluse position-and kept its records in verse. After leaving college he and Maria White were the King and Queen of what was probably the most brilliant circle of young people — the Brother and sister club-ever brought together in the neighborhood of Boston. After his marriage, too, Elmwood became the scene of a modest but delightful hospitality; for Mrs. Lowell had hosts of friends and loved to meet them. Eminent strangers were entertained there; Ole Bull, for instance, on his first arrival. Then followed by degrees the deaths of his older children, and the illness and death of his wife;
Estes Howe (search for this): chapter 6
t least, Lowell did — the value of half-rations. Perhaps Mr. Smalley presses too far the novelty that Lowell found in a circle where there were others besides men of letters; for in truth he had around him just such a circle, so far as it went, at home. Among his intimate friends and club-fellows were great capitalists, like John M. Forbes; men of the world, like Tom Appleton; lawyers and public men, like Judge Hoar; men of science, like Agassiz; physicians like his own brother-in-law, Dr. Estes Howe. The difference was not in quality so much as in quantity. Lowell could not perhaps say, like Stuart Newton the painter: I meet in London occasionally such company as I meet in Boston all the time ; but he could at least go so far as to say that at home he met a sufficient variety of types to know that men of letters did not monopolize the world. When it came to sheer quantity, of course London was overpowering; it was like going from a small preparatory school to Oxford; but, after
Oliver Wendell Holmes (search for this): chapter 6
ocial and joyous in the highest degree, but whose life in that direction had been checked and was resumed. It was not, in short, a case of tardy, but of interrupted development. That he gained vastly in the power of self-repression and of mutual deference by going to London is unquestionable. It is the best thing taught to Americans by the admirable discipline of the dinner-tables of that city, that we unlearn the habit of monologue. No one needed this more than Lowell, except perhaps Holmes; the two had sat at opposite ends of the table so long, during the early dinners of Atlantic contributors, and practically monopolized the talk. As to the quality of conversation in London, they found none better than their own; but they learned-at least, Lowell did — the value of half-rations. Perhaps Mr. Smalley presses too far the novelty that Lowell found in a circle where there were others besides men of letters; for in truth he had around him just such a circle, so far as it went, at
Hoar (search for this): chapter 6
of conversation in London, they found none better than their own; but they learned-at least, Lowell did — the value of half-rations. Perhaps Mr. Smalley presses too far the novelty that Lowell found in a circle where there were others besides men of letters; for in truth he had around him just such a circle, so far as it went, at home. Among his intimate friends and club-fellows were great capitalists, like John M. Forbes; men of the world, like Tom Appleton; lawyers and public men, like Judge Hoar; men of science, like Agassiz; physicians like his own brother-in-law, Dr. Estes Howe. The difference was not in quality so much as in quantity. Lowell could not perhaps say, like Stuart Newton the painter: I meet in London occasionally such company as I meet in Boston all the time ; but he could at least go so far as to say that at home he met a sufficient variety of types to know that men of letters did not monopolize the world. When it came to sheer quantity, of course London was ov
John M. Forbes (search for this): chapter 6
Atlantic contributors, and practically monopolized the talk. As to the quality of conversation in London, they found none better than their own; but they learned-at least, Lowell did — the value of half-rations. Perhaps Mr. Smalley presses too far the novelty that Lowell found in a circle where there were others besides men of letters; for in truth he had around him just such a circle, so far as it went, at home. Among his intimate friends and club-fellows were great capitalists, like John M. Forbes; men of the world, like Tom Appleton; lawyers and public men, like Judge Hoar; men of science, like Agassiz; physicians like his own brother-in-law, Dr. Estes Howe. The difference was not in quality so much as in quantity. Lowell could not perhaps say, like Stuart Newton the painter: I meet in London occasionally such company as I meet in Boston all the time ; but he could at least go so far as to say that at home he met a sufficient variety of types to know that men of letters did not
Eastlake (search for this): chapter 6
ther forms more satisfying, he took up the dropped threads of his life, receiving the Dante Club and the Modern Language Association as if each were the Royal Society. In looking back on London, too, he was able to see its limitations as well as its delights; was ready to recognize the barren fig-tree side of it, in Lord Houghton's phrase; the limitation and disappointment resulting from the very excess and hurry. It is the same side that we see in books of personal recollections, like Lady Eastlake's Diaries or Sir Frederick Pollock's Remembrances, where the writer goes from one brilliant breakfast or luncheon or dinner to the next, meeting all the wits and sages, and bringing away only two or three anecdotes. Lowell himself recognized all this limitation, yet delighted in the retrospect; skimmed for you the cream of it, and then took you out on the piazza to watch the squirrels and robins. Becoming again, in some sense, a recluse, he was such a recluse as Sir Henry Wotton might
Bull (search for this): chapter 6
asty Pudding Club — the reverse of a recluse position-and kept its records in verse. After leaving college he and Maria White were the King and Queen of what was probably the most brilliant circle of young people — the Brother and sister club-ever brought together in the neighborhood of Boston. After his marriage, too, Elmwood became the scene of a modest but delightful hospitality; for Mrs. Lowell had hosts of friends and loved to meet them. Eminent strangers were entertained there; Ole Bull, for instance, on his first arrival. Then followed by degrees the deaths of his older children, and the illness and death of his wife; then the sinking of Dr. Lowell into that sorrowful condition described in one of his son's most remarkable poems, The Darkened mind. It was the closing in of these shadows which changed for many years the life of Lowell, and made him, so far as he ever was, a recluse. For a time it made a reaction which took him positively away from his early associations
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