Initial Studies in American LettersChautauqua Press, 1891 - 282 pages This volume is intended as a companion to the historical sketch of English literature entitled From Chaucer to Tennyson published last year for the Chautauqua Circle. |
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Page 93
... Phi Beta Kappa address at Harvard on the American Scholar , 1837 , and his address in 1838 before the Divinity School at Cambridge . Ralph Waldo Emerson ( 1803-82 ) was the prophet of the sect , and Con- cord was its Mecca ; but the ...
... Phi Beta Kappa address at Harvard on the American Scholar , 1837 , and his address in 1838 before the Divinity School at Cambridge . Ralph Waldo Emerson ( 1803-82 ) was the prophet of the sect , and Con- cord was its Mecca ; but the ...
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... Phi Beta Kappa address at Cambridge , on the American Scholar , electrified the little public of the university . This is described by Lowell as an event without any former parallel in our literary annals , a scene to be always ...
... Phi Beta Kappa address at Cambridge , on the American Scholar , electrified the little public of the university . This is described by Lowell as an event without any former parallel in our literary annals , a scene to be always ...
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... Phi Beta Kappa lecture on the American Scholar in the college chapel , and Wendell Phillips's speech on the Murder of Lovejoy in Faneuil Hall . Lowell , whose de- scription of the impression produced by the former of these famous ...
... Phi Beta Kappa lecture on the American Scholar in the college chapel , and Wendell Phillips's speech on the Murder of Lovejoy in Faneuil Hall . Lowell , whose de- scription of the impression produced by the former of these famous ...
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... Phi Beta Kappa Society , which was the first of that long line of capital occasional poems which Holmes has been spinning for half a century with no sign of fatigue and with scarcely any falling off in freshness ; poems read or spoken ...
... Phi Beta Kappa Society , which was the first of that long line of capital occasional poems which Holmes has been spinning for half a century with no sign of fatigue and with scarcely any falling off in freshness ; poems read or spoken ...
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... Phi Beta Kappa dinner at Cambridge in 1843 , he had his laugh at the ' Orphic odes and " runes of the bedlamite seer and bard of mystery 66 " " 99 " Who rides a beetle which he calls a ' sphinx . ' And O what questions asked in club ...
... Phi Beta Kappa dinner at Cambridge in 1843 , he had his laugh at the ' Orphic odes and " runes of the bedlamite seer and bard of mystery 66 " " 99 " Who rides a beetle which he calls a ' sphinx . ' And O what questions asked in club ...
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Page 231 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 223 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!
Page 249 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer!
Page 45 - He has waged cruel war against human nature itself, violating its most sacred rights of life and liberty in the persons of a distant people who never offended him, captivating and carrying them into slavery in another hemisphere, or to incur miserable death in their transportation thither.
Page 147 - I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject I do not wish to think, or speak, or write, with moderation.
Page 154 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Page 232 - The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sun-flower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen.
Page 234 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 232 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Page 235 - In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods is perpetual youth.