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strange discords in a mind ignorant of any greater wrong than the small sins of a well-ordered household.
Although disapproving greatly of Goethe, my father took a certain pride in my literary accomplishments, and was much pleased, I think, at the commendation which followed some of my early efforts.
One of these, a brief essay on the minor poems of Goethe and Schiller, was published in the ‘New York Review,’ perhaps in 1848, and was spoken of in the ‘North American’ of that time as ‘a charming paper, said to have been written by a lady.’
I have already said that a vision of some important literary work which I should accomplish was present with me in my early life, and had much to do with habits of study acquired by me in youth, and never wholly relinquished.
At this late day, I find it difficult to account for a sense of literary responsibility which never left me, and which I must consider to have formed a part of my spiritual make-up.
My earliest efforts in prose, two review articles, were probably more remarked at the time of their publication than their merit would have warranted.
But women writers were by no means as numerous sixty years ago as they are to-day.
Neither was it possible for a girl student in those days to find that help and guidance toward a literary career which may easily be commanded to-day.
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