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William Hepworth Dixon, White Conquest: Volume 1 2 0 Browse Search
Edward H. Savage, author of Police Recollections; Or Boston by Daylight and Gas-Light ., Boston events: a brief mention and the date of more than 5,000 events that transpired in Boston from 1630 to 1880, covering a period of 250 years, together with other occurrences of interest, arranged in alphabetical order 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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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, The Greek goddesses. (search)
The Greek goddesses. That heroic virtue For which antiquity hath left no names But patterns only, such as Hercules, Achilles, Theseus. Carew. The Greek goddesses, like all other mythologic figures, have been very fully discussed, in all their less interesting aspects. Their genealogies have been ransacked, as if they had lived in Boston or Philadelphia. Their symbolic relations to the elements and to the zodiac and to all the physical phenomena have been explored, as if there were toture to look for a lovelier touch of feminine feeling,--a trait more unlike those portrayed by Thackeray, for instance,--than in the Deianira of Sophocles (in the Trachiniae), who receives with abundant compassion the female slaves sent home by Hercules, resolves that no added pain shall come to them from her, and even when she discovers one of them to be the beloved mistress of her husband, still forgives the girl, in the agony of her own grief. I pity her most of all, she says, because her o
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, VIII: Emerson's foot-note person, --Alcott (search)
ely, like Thoreau's, from those ample and beautifully written volumes which Alcott left behind him? Alcott doubtless often erred, at first, in the direction of inflation in language. When the Town and Country Club was organized in Boston, and had been, indeed, established largely to afford a dignified occupation for Alcott, as Emerson said, Alcott wished to have it christened either the Olympian Club or the Pan Club. Lowell, always quick at a joke, suggested the substitution of Club of Hercules instead of Olympian ; or else that, inasmuch as the question of admitting women was yet undecided, The Patty-Pan would be a better name. But if Alcott's words were large, he acted up to them. When the small assaulting party was driven back at the last moment from the Court House doors in Boston, during the Anthony Burns excitement, and the steps were left bare, the crowd standing back, it was Alcott who came forward and placidly said to the ring-leader, Why are we not within? On being t
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 7: (search)
olemn magnificence of the Coliseum. The long streams of light, which came reflected from those parts of its awful ruin where the moon fell or pierced the unalleviated darkness that covered the rest, . . . . every pillar and every portal a monument that recalled ages now gone by forever, and every fragment full of religion and poetry,—all this I assure you was enough to excite the feelings and fancy, till the present and immediate seemed to disappear in the long glories and recollections of the past. It was of course impossible not to go to the Forum, for though there is so little to be seen there that produces a greater or less effect in different lights, there is a great deal to be felt and fancied, in the silence of the night, on a spot so full of the past, from the times of Hercules and Evander to our own. From the Forum I crossed the Capitol, . . . . and then coming down by the column of Antoninus and the palaces of the Corso, found myself at home, after a walk of three hours
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 11: (search)
the thirteenth century, and if the monuments, which even they spared and respected, had not been overturned by a tremendous earthquake in 1589. One, however, still remains to us; and one, too, that so completely fills and satisfies the imagination, that a stranger at Cordova hardly regrets or remembers what he has lost. I mean the Cathedral, still in the popular language called the Mezquita, the grandest of all the monuments of Arabic architecture; for, between Bagdad and the Pillars of Hercules, nothing to be compared to it is to be found. Abderrahman I. began its construction in 786, and his two successors enriched and finished it. It is one of the largest churches in the world, five hundred and thirty-four feet long and three hundred and eighty-seven feet six inches wide, built of a fine stone, and forming nineteen naves, supported by eight hundred and fifty columns. The coup d'oeil, on entering, is magnificent. Nothing but St. Peter's equals it; not even the vast Gothic chur
Edward H. Savage, author of Police Recollections; Or Boston by Daylight and Gas-Light ., Boston events: a brief mention and the date of more than 5,000 events that transpired in Boston from 1630 to 1880, covering a period of 250 years, together with other occurrences of interest, arranged in alphabetical order, Boston events. (search)
Jan. 21, 1793 Monument, erected in the Granary burial grounds, June 16, 1827 Placed front of City Hall, on School street, Sep. 17, 1856 Removed to the west side of the grounds, Sept., 1862 Freemen the town, in all has 108 legal voters, Oct. 19, 1630 Frost every month during the year 1816 Frost again every month during the year 1817 Frigate Constitution, launched at Hart's Wharf, Oct. 21, 1797 Sailed on a cruise from Boston, July 22, 1798 Figure-head (Hercules) said to represent Jackson, 1798 Figure-head cut off one stormy night, July 3, 1834 A man called Figure-head Deway, died insane, Mar. 25, 1835 Frog Pond, a small mud hole on the Common, 1788 A small fish sensation for a day, May 20, 1818 Being enclosed with curb-stones, May, 1826 Called Crescent Pond for a time, 1828 Enclosed with hewed curb-stones, June, 1834 Boys fined for bathing there, Aug., 1836 Bottom paved with stones, Aug., 1848 Cochituate water from
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 17. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), The Monument to General Robert E. Lee. (search)
burnished By her children's blood and tears. Yes, it is true, my countrymen, We are rich in names and blood, And red have been the blossoms From the first Colonial bud, While her names have blazed as meteors By many a field and flood. And as some flood tumultuous In sounding billows rolled Give back the evening glories In a wealth of blazing gold; So does the present from its waves Reflect the lights of old. Our history is a shifting sea Locked in by lofty land And its great Pillars of Hercules, Above the shining sand, I here behold in majesty Uprising on each hand. These Pillars of our history, In fame forever young, Are known in every latitude And named in every tongue, And down through all the Ages There story shall be sung. The Father of His Country Stands above that shut — in sea A glorious symbol to the world Of all that's great and free; And to-day Virginia matches him— And matches him with Lee. II. Who shall blame the social order Which gave us men as great as these? W
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 17. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Prisoners of the civil war. (search)
y for his kindness, say that he was well aware that the prisoners did not have enough to eat, but that he was under strict orders not to give them any more. Delicacies were sent him by New York and Louisville ladies, but were intercepted by the guards or other persons and never reached him. Moreover, in that bitterly cold climate, he was not allowed a blanket to cover himself at night until after Christmas. I am well acquainted with a Confederate captain now living in Richmond, a perfect Hercules in physique, who (if I remember rightly) weighed fifty pounds less upon leaving Johnson's Island than when he entered its prison walls. And now let me quote from Land and Leute in den Vereinigten Staaten (Leipzig, 1886), a work by Ernst Hohenwart (possibly a pseudonym), a German who spent nearly thirty years in the United States, and who fought as an officer in the Northern army. I shall italicize certain important phrases: Much has been said of the cruel treatment of Northern so
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 25. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Sergeant Smith Prentiss and his career. (search)
en he was here in the flesh. With one or two honorable exceptions, his contemporaries are all dead. Much has been written and printed of this wonderful man. Every reminiscence, however, with which his name is connected is eagerly read, not only in Mississippi but throughout the Union. Not one Mississippian, perhaps, in 10,000 ever saw a likeness of Prentiss. The one contained in several metropolitan papers last year was a miserable caricature—no more like Prentiss than Prentiss was like Hercules. Of all the sketches written of Prentiss, the following, from J. G. Baldwin, a contemporary of Prentiss, who afterwards removed to California and was elevated to the Supreme Court of that State, is believed to be the best: The character of the bar, in the older portions of the State, of Mississippi, was very different from that of the bar in the new districts. Especially was this the case with the counties on, and near the Mississippi river. In its front ranks stood Prentiss, Ho
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 28. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Personal reminiscences of the last days of Lee and his Paladins. (search)
ell, he said, Sir, they are breaking up everything in town and looting the stores, and I found these handkerchiefs at the head of Old street. We found, on taking up our march, that some broken sections of artillery had been ordered to take the same road to Chesterfield Courthouse that we were following, and that our retreat was somewhat obstructed by their irregular and tardy movements. The teams were bad, the roads worse, the drivers profane, neither helping themselves nor calling upon Hercules to help when a wheel fell into a hole, and when we had gotten over Brander's bridge, about four miles from the city, one or two caissons were stuck so badly in the mud that the officer in charge of the party, or somebody else, concluded that it would be safer for the caisson to be left there, and it was so ordered, or at least it so occurred. It was now about 9 or 10 o'clock at night, and our little party went into their first camp or bivouac. We were very tired after the stirring and f
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 29. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Memoir of Jane Claudia Johnson. (search)
him awoke for one brief instant ere the light of eternal peace cast all earth into shadow. Bring up the troops, he said, Let A. P. Hill prepare for action. And so he passed away! And all the world were poorer for his death; but all mankind were richer by the legacy of a blameless life and a deathless example. And blessed among nations that State to whom not once but twice such noble models have been given. Virginia's History is a sea Locked in by lofty land! Great Pillars, as of Hercules, Above the shining sand— I here behold in majesty Uprise on either hand: These Pillars of our History, In fame forever young, Are seen afar from every clime, And known in every tongue; And down through all the ages Their story shall be sung. The Father of his Country, Towers above the land-locked sea, A glorious symbol to the world Of all that's great and free; And to-day Virginia matches him With the stately form of Lee. And here to-day, my countrymen, I tell you Lee shall ride With tha
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