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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Chapter 8: conversations in Boston. (search)
tween us was that while she was living and moving in an ideal world, talking in private and discoursing in public about the most fanciful and shallow conceits which the Transcendentalists of Boston took for philosophy, she looked down upon persons who acted instead of talking finely, and devoted their fortunes, their peace, their repose, and their very lives to the preservation of the principles of the republic. While Margaret Fuller and her adult pupils sat gorgeously dressed, talking about Mars and Venus, Plato and Goethe, and fancying themselves the elect of the earth in intellect and refinement, the liberties of the republic were running out as fast as they could go, at a breach which another sort of elect persons were devoting themselves to repair; and my complaint against the gorgeous pedants was that they regarded their preservers as hewers of wood and drawers of water, and their work as a less vital one than the pedantic orations which were spoiling a set of well-meaning wome
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 4: editorial Experiments.—1826-1828. (search)
to make an impression on his mind and conscience: Is it a dream? Or do I hear a voice of dreadful import, The wild and mingling groans of writhing millions, Calling for vengeance on my guilty land? Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes A fount of tears!—Columbia! in thy bosom Can slavery dwell?—Then is thy fame a lie! Can Oppression lift his hideous, gorgon head Beneath the eye of freedom?—Oh my country! This deep anathema—this direst evil, Like a foul blot on thy dishonored brow, Mars all thy beauty; and thy far-famed glory Is but a gilded toy, for fools to play with! For in the mock'ry of thy boasted freedom Thou smil'st, with deadly joy, on human woe! Thy soul is nourished with tears and blood, Columbia! O let the deepest blush of honest shame Crimson thy cheek! for vile Oppression walks Within thy borders!—rears his brazen front 'Neath thy unchiding eye! The next editorial reference to the subject is found at the conclusion of an article on the approaching Fourt
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, A charge with Prince Rupert. (search)
me Henrietta Maria, with what the pamphleteers called her Rattleheaded Parliament of Ladies, the beautiful Duchess of Richmond, the merry Mrs. Kirke, and brave Kate D'Aubigny. In Merton College the Queen resided; at Oriel the Privy Council was held; at Christ Church the King and Rupert were quartered; and at All Souls Jeremy Taylor was writing his beautiful meditations, in the intervals of war. In the New College quadrangle, the students were drilled to arms in the eye of Doctor Pink, while Mars and Venus kept undisturbed their ancient reign, although transferred to the sacred precincts of Magdalen. And amidst the passion and the pomp, the narrow streets would suddenly ring with the trumpet of some foamcovered scout, bringing tidings of perilous deeds outside; while some traitorous spy was being hanged, drawn, and quartered in some other part of the city, for betraying the secrets of the Court. And forth from the outskirts of Oxford rides Rupert on the day we are to describe, and w
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, Mademoiselle's campaigns. (search)
ngenious pusillanimity; while, by some extraordinary chance, every woman of his immediate kindred was a natural heroine, and became more heroic through disgust at him. His wife was Marguerite of Lorraine, who originated the first Fronde insurrection; his daughter turned the scale of the second. Yet, personally, he not only had not the courage to act, but had not the courage to abstain from acting: he could no more keep out of parties than in them, but was always busy, waging war in spite of Mars, and negotiating in spite of Minerva. And when the second war of the Fronde broke out, it was in spite of himself that he gave his name and his daughter to the popular cause. When the fate of the two nations hung trembling in the balance, the royal army under Turenne advancing on Paris, and almost arrived at the city of Orleans, and that city likely to take the side of the strongest,--then Mademoiselle's hour had come. All her sympathies were more and more inclining to the side of Conde
William Swinton, Campaigns of the Army of the Potomac, chapter 6 (search)
ld ridge, named Bolivar Heights, which falls off in graceful undulations southward into the Valley of the Shenandoah. The picturesque little village of Harper's Ferry lies nestling in the basin formed by these three heights, which tower into an almost Alpine sublimity. A line drawn from any one mountain-top to either of the others must be two miles in stretch; yet rifle-cannon crowning these heights can easily throw their projectiles from each to other— a sort of Titanic game of bowls which Mars and cloudcom-pelling Jove might carry on in sportive mood. But the Maryland Height is the Saul of the triad of giant mountains, and far o'ertops its fellows. Of course, it completely commands Harper's Ferry, into which a plunging fire even of musketry can be had from it. While therefore Harper's Ferry is itself the merest military trap, lying as it does at the bottom of this rocky funnel, yet the Maryland Height is a strong position, and if its rearward slope were held by a determined even
Lucius R. Paige, History of Cambridge, Massachusetts, 1630-1877, with a genealogical register, Chapter 11: civil History. (search)
sequently found refuge in the British Provinces or in England. So many of this class resided on Brattle Street, that it was sometimes denominated Tory Row; indeed they owned and occupied almost every estate bordering on that street, between Brattle Square and Mount Auburn. General William Brattle, House, next westerly from the University Press. Col. John Vassall, House, afterwards Washington's Headquarters, now the homestead of Prof. Henry W. Longfellow, and famous both as the tent of Mars and as the favorite haunt of the Muses. Penelope Vassall, widow of Col. Henry Vassall, House nearly opposite to the Headquarters, now the homestead of the venerable Samuel Batchelder. Richard Lechmere House, corner of Brattle and Sparks streets, now the homestead of John Brewster. (succeeded by Jonathan Sewall, June 10, 1771), Judge Joseph Lee, House, corner of Brattle and Appleton streets, now the homestead of George Nichols. Capt. George Ruggles House, corner Brattle and Fayerwe
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Harvard Memorial Biographies, 1828. (search)
treason, which Northern optimists were at first reluctant to admit. He saw that the laws of population and the irresistible opinion of the world forbade them from delaying an enterprise which their mad ambition had long before planned, and that all temporizing measures on our part would be idiotic and pusillanimous. Accordingly, in that comedie larmoyante, created by crafty Virginia politicians, and misnamed the Peace Conference, upon whose doors should have been written Claudian's words, Mars gravior sub pace latet, Under the show of peace a sterner war lies hidden, in that assembly, in which he took his seat on the 8th of February, 1861, he wasted no time in speeches, but constantly voted against all measures that seemed to jeopard the honor and independence of the loyal States. On the 17th of February, upon his motion, the delegation of New York virtually resolved to vote No upon the chief sections of the report of the committee which summed up the action of the Conference;
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Harvard Memorial Biographies, 1841. (search)
ate cat-owls in the night; all the rest of the feathered tribe have been frightened off by the laying bare to the glare of the sun their ancient shady retreats, where the woods were all felled, or by the firing of artillery and the rattle of drums. No ox or cow can live anywhere this side the Potomac, in presence of the interminable camps of the grand army. On the Maryland side of the river there are many vistas of thick, green foliage in the dim distance; but all on this side is devoted to Mars or Pluto, and is appropriated to the one purpose of furnishing a great battle-field on which two hundred thousand men can decide with the sword the issues of this war. All smooth and level places have been scarred and dug in every direction with earthworks and defences, or have been trampled bare of every vestige of vegetation by the marching and manoeuvring of regiments and batteries. Every hill-top has been stripped and cleared, and crowned with the inevitable fort; and every road has been
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 6: (search)
s vain, but not oppressively so; and on the whole is as likely to live out all his days in peace and happiness and good cheer as any one I have seen for a long time. April 11.—This evening I have been for the first time to the French theatre; and I hasten to note my feelings and impressions, that I may have them in their freshness. It was rather an uncommon occasion,—the benefit of Mdlle. St. Val, now sixty-five years old, who has not played before for thirty years; and Talma and Mdlle. Mars both played . . . .The piece was Iphigenie en Tauride, by Guymond de la Touche, which has been on the stage sixty years, but I cannot find its merits above mediocrity . . . . . Iphigenie was performed by Mdlle. St. Val, who is old and ugly. She was applauded through the first act with decisive good-nature, and in many parts deserved it; but in the second act, when Talma came out as Orestes, she was at once forgotten, and he well deserved that in his presence no other should be remembered .
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), chapter 26 (search)
Madison. J., President of the United States, 29, 30, 34, 53, 110, 346, 347, 409. Madison, Mrs., 29, 30, 346, 347. Madraso, Jose de, 186 and note. Madrid, visits, 185, 186-220; described, 190– 214. Malaga, 233, 234. Malaga, Bishop, 234, 235. Malibran, Madame, 407, 413. Maltby, Mr., 58, 413. Malthus, T. R., 290. Manning, Mr., 61. Marchetti, Count and Countess, 166. Mareuil, Baron de, 350. Marialva, Marques de, 180, 246, 263. Marina, Fr. M., 197. Marron, P. H. . 130. Mars, Mlle., 126. Marshall, Chief Justice of the United States, 33, 38. Martens, Professor, 77. Martinetti, Count and Countess, 166, 167. Mason, James M., death of, 456. Mason, Jeremiah, 123 and note, 395, 396. Mason, William Powell, 12, 316 note. Massachusetts Congregational Charitable Society, G T. officer of, 379 note. Massachusetts Farm School for Boys, G. T. Treasurer of, 879 note. Massachusetts General Hospital, G. T. Trustee of, 379 note, 384. Massachusetts Hospi
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