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Immanuel Kant (search for this): chapter 7
from love would be perfectly natural. Reasons why there are no good monuments? I must write upon this subject. March, 1840. Fuller Mss. i. 429 She had fancies, as Mr. Emerson tells us, about days and precious stones and talismans; and in one of her letters I find these reveries about proper names:-- It pleases that Raphael and Michael Angelo should have received the archangelic names; it seems inspiration in the parents. So that Swedenborg should bear the name of Emanuel, and Kant, too. The name of Beethoven's mother does not seem without meaning. In writing yesterday, I observed the names of Mary and Elizabeth meeting again in the two queens with some pleasure. William is the Conqueror. Perhaps it is from such association that I thought from earliest childhood I could never love one that bore another name; I am glad it was Shakespeare's. Shelley chose it for his child. It is linked with mine in ballad as if they belonged together, but the story is always tragic.
Salvator Rosa (search for this): chapter 7
ree things were specially noteworthy. First, a talk with Mr. Alcott, in which he appeared to me so great, that I am inclined to think he deserves your praise, and that he deceived neither you nor himself in saying that I had not yet seen him. Beside his usual attitude and closeness to the ideal, he showed range, grasp, power of illustration, and precision of statement such as I never saw in him before. I will begin him again and read by faith awhile. There was a book of studies from Salvator Rosa, from the Brimmer donation, at the Athenaeum, which I looked over with great delight and got many thoughts for my journal. There was at last an interview with Mr. Allston. He is as beautiful as the town-criers have said, and deserves to be Mr. Dana's Olympus, Lares, and Penates, as he is. He got engaged upon his Art, and flamed up into a galaxy of Platonism. Yet what he said was not as beautiful as his smile of genius in saying it. Unfortunately, I was so fascinated, that I forgot to
Chapter 7: suburban life at Jamaica Plain. (1838-1844.) In looking forward to leaving the scene of her school-teaching, Margaret Fuller wrote thus to Mrs. Barlow in a moment of headache and nervous exhaustion:-- November 8, 1838. I shall go home about Christmas and stay till April, and never set foot out of doors unlesla, day by day, Though bleeding feet stain all the way; Do men reject thee and despise-- An angel in thy bosom lies And to thy death its birth replies. Ms. Diary, 1844. These were her days of thought and exaltation. Other days were given to society, usually in Boston, where she sometimes took a room for the winter. Hawthore on Prospect Street, which they occupied Compare Memoirs, i. 319, 371, 382; II. 120. until after Margaret had transferred herself to New York, in the autumn of 1844, to begin what she called her business life. But before passing to that, we must consider the various literary and other enterprises which engrossed her about thi
January 7th, 1839 AD (search for this): chapter 7
i. 22. She wrote to Mr. Emerson of the remaining months of that winter, My sufferings last winter in Groton were almost constant, and I see the journal is very sickly in its tone. I have taken out some leaves. Now I am a perfect Phoenix compared with what I was then, and it all seems past to me. Ms. letter, November 25, 1839. During this invalid winter, however, she made a brief visit to Boston, where she had three enjoyments, so characteristic as to be worth quoting:-- 7 January, 1839. Three things were specially noteworthy. First, a talk with Mr. Alcott, in which he appeared to me so great, that I am inclined to think he deserves your praise, and that he deceived neither you nor himself in saying that I had not yet seen him. Beside his usual attitude and closeness to the ideal, he showed range, grasp, power of illustration, and precision of statement such as I never saw in him before. I will begin him again and read by faith awhile. There was a book of studi
July, 1843 AD (search for this): chapter 7
im no more,--meet no more the pale benignant countenance, be greeted no more by the gentle formal courtesy; nay, it is even sad that we shall be catechised no more for great truths to feed his earnest mind. Fuller Mss. i. 425. The Fuller family resided at Jamaica Plain from the spring of 1839 to that of 1842, when Margaret took the responsibility of purchasing a house in Ellery Street, Cambridge (now No. 8), not far from the site of her old abode, the Dana House. Here they lived until July, 1843, when the house was sold; but the family, now greatly lessened, bought another house on Prospect Street, which they occupied Compare Memoirs, i. 319, 371, 382; II. 120. until after Margaret had transferred herself to New York, in the autumn of 1844, to begin what she called her business life. But before passing to that, we must consider the various literary and other enterprises which engrossed her about this time; and meanwhile this record of suburban life may well close with a graphi
October 2nd (search for this): chapter 7
ety you read the woods and fields to more advantage than — or--[certain uneducated neighbors]. Well, enjoy your fields and trees, supplicating the Spirit of all to bring you clear light and full sight. Fuller Mss. II. 701. Then deeper chords are struck, this time in her diary: October 1st [1842]. Anniversary of my father's death. Seven years have passed,--a generation,--unspotted by regrets, and rich in thought and experience, though its gifts were bathed in tears oftentimes. October 2, Sunday. Dr. Channing left this world. A blameless life came to an end,--a high aspiration was transferred elsewhere. He could not have died at a better time; it was indeed for him the fullness of time; but it is sad that we shall see him no more,--meet no more the pale benignant countenance, be greeted no more by the gentle formal courtesy; nay, it is even sad that we shall be catechised no more for great truths to feed his earnest mind. Fuller Mss. i. 425. The Fuller family resid
January 30th, 1841 AD (search for this): chapter 7
papers there are several similar flower-pieces; one upon the Passion Flower, whose petals had just fallen from her girdle, she says, while all her other flowers remained intact; and with which she connects a striking delineation of human character, as embodied in some person not now to be identified. Again she has been hearing in some conversation a description of the thorn called Spina Christi, which still grows on the plains of Judaea, and this leads her to a noble winter reverie:-- January 30, 1841. Recipe to prevent the cold of January from utterly destroying life. Beneath all pain inflicted by Nature, be not only serene, but more, let it avail thee in prayer. Put up at the moment of greatest suffering a prayer, not for thy own escape, but for the enfranchisement of some being dear to thee, and the sovereign spirit will accept thy ransom. My head is very sensitive, and as they described the Spina Christi I shuddered all over, and could have fainted only at the thought o
August 22nd, 1842 AD (search for this): chapter 7
to dine at Mr. Bancroft's yesterday with Miss Margaret Fuller; but Providence had given me some business to do, for which I was very thankful. American note-books, i. 221. It must be remembered that Hawthorne was always grateful for any dispensation which saved him from a formal dinner-party. That he enjoyed a conversation with Margaret Fuller personally is plain from an entry in his American note-books, describing an interview between them during one of her visits to Concord:-- August 22, 1842. After leaving the book at Mr. Emerson's I returned through the woods, and, entering Sleepy Hollow, I perceived a lady reclining near the path which bends along its verge. It was Margaret herself. She had been there the whole afternoon, meditating or reading; for she had a book in her hand, with some strange title, which I did not understand, and have forgotten. She said that nobody had broken her solitude, and was just giving utterance to a theory that no inhabitant of Concord ev
October 1st, 1842 AD (search for this): chapter 7
production of the arts, of literature, and all that distinguishes civilized man. It is abused like all good things, but without it you would not have had your Horace and Virgil, stimulated by whose society you read the woods and fields to more advantage than — or--[certain uneducated neighbors]. Well, enjoy your fields and trees, supplicating the Spirit of all to bring you clear light and full sight. Fuller Mss. II. 701. Then deeper chords are struck, this time in her diary: October 1st [1842]. Anniversary of my father's death. Seven years have passed,--a generation,--unspotted by regrets, and rich in thought and experience, though its gifts were bathed in tears oftentimes. October 2, Sunday. Dr. Channing left this world. A blameless life came to an end,--a high aspiration was transferred elsewhere. He could not have died at a better time; it was indeed for him the fullness of time; but it is sad that we shall see him no more,--meet no more the pale benignant counte
Chapter 7: suburban life at Jamaica Plain. (1838-1844.) In looking forward to leaving the scene of her school-teaching, Margaret Fuller wrote thus to Mrs. Barlow in a moment of headache and nervous exhaustion:-- November 8, 1838. I shall go home about Christmas and stay till April, and never set foot out of doors unless to take exercise; and see no human face, divine or otherwise, out of my own family. But I am wearied out and I have gabbled and simpered and given my mind to the public view these two years back, till there seems to be no good left in me. Fuller Mss. i. 22. She wrote to Mr. Emerson of the remaining months of that winter, My sufferings last winter in Groton were almost constant, and I see the journal is very sickly in its tone. I have taken out some leaves. Now I am a perfect Phoenix compared with what I was then, and it all seems past to me. Ms. letter, November 25, 1839. During this invalid winter, however, she made a brief visit to Bosto
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