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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
Emilio, Luis F., History of the Fifty-Fourth Regiment of Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry , 1863-1865 2 0 Browse Search
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James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen 2 0 Browse Search
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C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Viii. (search)
ed us at home, and given us a bad name abroad—which has wielded at will, President, Cabinet, and even judicial tribunals—which has superseded public opinion by substituting its own immoral behests—which has appropriated to itself the offices and honors of the Republic—which has established Slavery as the single test and shibboleth of favor,—which, after opening all our Territories to this wrong, was already promising to renew the Slave-trade and its unutterable woes,—nay, more, which in the instinct of that tyranny through which it ruled, was beating down all safe-guards of human rights, freedom of speech, freedom of the press, security of person, and delivering the whole country to a sway whose vulgarity was second only to its madness —this domineering Slave Oligarchy is dislodged from the National Government, never more to return. Thus far at least has Emancipation prevailed. The greatest slave of all is free. Pillars greater than those of Hercules might fitly mark th
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Section Ninth: Emancipation of the African race. (search)
ed on their tombs, for their readers, as they were on the pages of prophecy before the events took place. God alone writes history before it happens. Both records are so clear that he who runs may read; and the wise and good man who reads either will run to rescue his country from the curse which God has chained to the chariot-wheels even of the mightiest empires which dare to make war on the eternal principles of justice which support his empire. Go where we will, from the Pillars of Hercules to the gates of the Oriental morning,— Rude fragments now Lie scatter'd where the shapely column stood. Their palaces are dust. Journey through the home of the Saracens,—a race of scholars and warriors,— Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps: Her stones of emptiness remain; Around her sculptured mystery sweeps The lonely waste of Edom's plain. Unchanged the awful lithograph Of power and glory undertrod,— Of nations scatter'd like the chaff Blown from the threshing-floor of God. L
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Xvi. (search)
ed on their tombs, for their readers, as they were on the pages of prophecy before the events took place. God alone writes history before it happens. Both records are so clear that he who runs may read; and the wise and good man who reads either will run to rescue his country from the curse which God has chained to the chariot-wheels even of the mightiest empires which dare to make war on the eternal principles of justice which support his empire. Go where we will, from the Pillars of Hercules to the gates of the Oriental morning,— Rude fragments now Lie scatter'd where the shapely column stood. Their palaces are dust. Journey through the home of the Saracens,—a race of scholars and warriors,— Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps: Her stones of emptiness remain; Around her sculptured mystery sweeps The lonely waste of Edom's plain. Unchanged the awful lithograph Of power and glory undertrod,— Of nations scatter'd like the chaff Blown from the threshing-floor of God. L
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 1, chapter 25 (search)
r various experiments, the majority of the State decided that the method to stay this evil was to stop the open sale of intoxicating drink. They left moral suasion still to address the individual, and set themselves as a community to close the doors of temptation. Every man acquainted with his own nature or with society knows that weak virtue, walking through our streets, and meeting at every tenth door (for that is the average) the temptation to drink, must fall; that one must be a moral Hercules to stand erect. To prevent the open sale of intoxicating liquor has been the method selected by the State to help its citizens to be virtuous; in other words, the State has enacted what is called the Maine Liquor Law,--the plan of refusing all licenses to sell, to be drunk on the spot or elsewhere, and allowing only an official agent to sell for medicinal purposes and the arts. You may drink in your own parlors, you may make what indulgence you please your daily rule, the State does not t
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 2, The lost arts (1838). (search)
for him to look at them without one. He could n't appreciate the delicate lines and the expression of the faces. If you go to Parma, they will show you a gem once worn on the finger of Michael Angelo, of which the engraving is two thousand years old, on which there are the figures of seven women. You must have the aid of a glass in order to distinguish the forms at all. I have a friend who has a ring, perhaps three quarters of an inch in diameter, and on it is the naked figure of the god Hercules. By the aid of glasses, you can distinguish the interlacing muscles, and count every separate hair on the eyebrows. Layard says he would be unable to read the engravings on Nineveh without strong spectacles, they are so extremely small. Rawlinson brought home a stone about twenty inches long and ten wide, containing an entire treatise on mathematics. It would be perfectly illegible without glasses. Now, if we are unable to read it without the aid of glasses, you may suppose the man who
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Cheerful Yesterdays, chapter 8 (search)
t Boston. The earlier club had no dinners; in fact, it erred on the side of asceticism, being formed, as Emerson declared, largely to afford a local habitation and dignified occupation to Mr. Alcott. Had its christening been left to the latter, a rhetorical grandeur would have belonged to its very opening; for he only hesitated whether the Olympian Club or the Pan Club would be the more suitable designation. Lowell marred the dignity of the former proposal by suggesting the name Club of Hercules as a substitute for Olympian; and since the admission of women was a vexed question at the outset, Lowell thought the Patty pan quite appropriate. Upon this question, indeed, the enterprise very nearly went to pieces; and Mr. Sanborn has printed in his Life of Alcott a characteristic letter from Emerson to myself, after I had, in order to test the matter, placed the names of Elizabeth Peabody and Mary Lowell Putnam — Lowell's sister, and also well known as a writer — on the nomination book
James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen, Harriet G. Hosmer. (search)
of the work than to the complete absence of all affectation, to the simple truthfulness and genuine feeling of the monument itself. Mr. Gibson concurred in this commendation. This was he first instance of the work of a foreign sculptor finding a permanent place in Rome. It was a tribute of the high appreciation in which the artist was then held and was regarded as a great honor. About the same period was modelled the fountain of Hylas In mythological story, Hylas, the adopted son of Hercules, when the Argonautic expedition stopped at Mysia, went to a well for water. The naiads of the fountain, enraptured with his beauty, drew him in, and he was drowned. The design of the sculptor consists of a basin in which dolphins are spouting jets, and an upper basin supported by swans; from this rises a pyramid, on which the fair boy stands, while the nymphs reach up their hands to draw him into the waters at his feet. The conception is classically just and highly poetical. Before
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 1, Chapter 7: study in a law office.—Visit to Washington.—January, 1854, to September, 1834.—Age, 23. (search)
sh you to think of, and, if willing, to adopt. I might expand them into a treatise. I hope Mary—who is not so docile as you—will imbibe some of your spirit of study, some of your willingness to undertake labor. She has fine intelligence and an inquisitiveness, which I think a good omen. I hope she will not abandon any of that; though I wish she would try to bear her little disappointments, in not being able to have her questions answered, with more nerve. She must remember the fable of Hercules and the laborer. The laborer's complaints and Mary's tears are equally unavailing. There is little in Washington to interest you, or I would have written you about what I have seen and heard here. There are many strangers here. Indeed, Washington is peopled by them. It is a great encampment, where some pitch their tents for the season, and others for a month or a week. The Capitol you have read a description of. It is a sumptuous edifice, worthy in every way its high object, as the
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 3, Chapter 32: the annexation of Texas.—the Mexican War.—Winthrop and Sumner.—1845-1847. (search)
rsation which at the time distinguished the homes whose interior life he well knew. This weakness—if weakness it was—was not peculiar to him; and it is to his credit that it did not keep him from the discharge of his duty; for hard as the sacrifice was, he made it without hesitation. After all, it was best for the rupture to come when it did. Sumner could not have kept along with Boston society as then organized and inspired, and yet fulfilled the high behests of his being. The choice of Hercules was before him, and he chose well; and unlike Hillard, who was held back from his splendid possibilities by the untoward influence, he went forward with a free and unhindered red spirit to do great service for mankind, and take his place as a permanent figure in American history. Sumner did not cherish then or later any animosity to Winthrop. To his brother George, arriving from Europe in 1852, he wrote: To Mr. Winthrop personally I have had nothing but feelings of kindness, and I comme
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, Fayal and the Portuguese. (search)
ictures of the little German towns, and the burghers plodding home with their lanterns,--unless, perchance, what a German friend of ours called innocently a sit-down chair came rattling by, and transferred our associations to Cranford and Mr. Winkle. We found or fancied other Orientalisms. A visitor claps his hands at the head of the courtyard stairs, to summon an attendant. The solid chimneys, with windows in them, are precisely those described by Urquhart in his delightful Pillars of Hercules ; so are the gardens, divided into clean separate cells by tall hedges of cane; so is the game of ball played by the boys in the street, under the self-same Moorish name of arri; so is the mode of making butter, by tying up the cream in a goat-skin and kicking it till the butter comes. Even the architecture fused into one all our notions of Gothic and of Moorish, and gave great plausibility to Urquhart's ingenious argument for the latter as the true original. And it is a singular fact tha
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