* AMERICAN MEN OF LETTERS * SON UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LIBRARY LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA. Class jEcn of RALPH WALDO EMERSON " Tbou wert the morning star among the living, Ere thy fair light bad fled: Now, having died, thou art as Hesperus, giving New splendor to the dead." American a?cn of aetterjf. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. BY OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. f BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY Copyright, 1884, OLIVER WENDELL HOLMKS. Ml rights reserved- NOTE. MY thanks are due to the members of Mr. Emer son s family, and the other friends who kindly as sisted me hy lending interesting letters and furnish ing valuable information. The Index, carefully made by Mr. J. H. Wiggin, was revised and somewhat abridged by myself. OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. BOSTON, November 25, 1884. 213361 CONTENTS. INTRODUCTION . 1 CHAPTER I. 1803-1823. To JET. 20. Birthplace. Boyhood. College Life 37 CHAPTER II. 1823-1828. JET. 20-25. Extract from a Letter to a Classmate. School-Teach ing. Study of Divinity. "Approbated " to Preach. Visit to the South. Preaching in Various Places 48 CHAPTER III. 1828-1833. MT. 25-30. Settled as Colleague of Rev. Henry Ware. Married to Ellen Louisa Tucker. Sermon at the Ordination of Rev. H. B. Goodwin. His Pastoral and Other La bors. Emerson and Father Taylor. Death of Mrs. Emerson. Difference of Opinion with some of his Parishioners. Sermon Explaining his Views. Resignation of his Pastorate 55 IV CONTENTS. CHAPTER IV. 1833-1838. JEr. 30-35. 1 . Visit to Europe. On his Return preaches in Differ ent Places. Emerson in the Pulpit. At Newton. Fixes his Residence at Concord. The Old Manse. Lectures in Boston. Lectures on Michael An- ,/ gelo and on Milton published in the " North Ameri can Review." Beginning of the Correspondence with Carlyle. Letters to the Rev. James Freeman Clarke. Republication of " Sartor Resartus." 2. Emerson s Second Marriage. His New Residence in Concord. Historical Address. Course of Ten Lectures on English Literature delivered in Boston. The Concord Battle Hymn. Preaching in Con cord and East Lexington. Accounts of his Preach ing by Several Hearers. A Course of Lectures on the Nature and Ends of History. Address on War. Death of Edward Bliss Emerson. Death of Charles Chauncy Emerson. 3. Publication of " Nature." Outline of this Essay. Its Reception. Address before the Phi Beta Kappa Society 62 CHAPTER V. 1838-1843. MT. 35-40. 1 . Divinity School Address. Correspondence. Lec tures on Human Life. Letters to James Freeman Clarke. Dartmouth College Address : Literary Eth ics. Waterville College Address : The Method of Nature. Other Addresses : Man the Reformer. Lecture on the Times. The Conservative. The Transcendentalist. Boston " Transcendentalism." " The Dial." Brook Farm. 2. First Series of Essays published. Contents : His tory, Self-Reliance, Compensation, Spiritual Laws, CONTENTS. V Love, Friendship, Prudence, Heroism, The Over-Soul, Circles, Intellect, Art. Emerson s Account of his Mode of Life in a Letter to Carlyle. Death of Emerson s Son. Threnody 116 CHAPTER VI. 1843-1848. JET. 40-45. * The Young American." Address on the Anniversary of the Emancipation of the Negroes in the British West Indies. Publication of the Second Series of Essays. Contents : The Poet. Experience. Character. Manners. Gifts. Nature. Politics. Nominalist and Eealist. New England Reform ers. Publication of Poems. Second Visit to Eng land 179 CHAPTER VII. 1848-1853. JET. 45-50. The " Massachusetts Quarterly Review." Visit to Eu rope. England. Scotland. France. " Repre sentative Men " published. I. Uses of Great Men. II. Plato ; or, the Philosopher ; Plato ; New Read ings. III. Swedenborg ; or, the Mystic. IV. Mon taigne ; or, the Skeptic. V. Shakespeare ; or, the Poet. VI. Napoleon; or, the Man of the World. VII. Goethe ; or, the Writer. Contribution to the " Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli " 193 CHAPTER VIII. 1853-1858. JET. 50-55. Lectures in various Places. Anti-Slavery Addresses. Woman. A Lecture read before the Woman s Rights Convention. Samuel Hoar. Speech at Concord. Publication of "English Traits." The "Atlantic Monthly." The "Saturday Club" 210 n CONTENTS. CHAPTER IX. 1858-1863. JEn. 55-60. Essay on Persian Poetry. Speech at the Burns Centen nial Festival. Letter from Emerson to a Lady. Tributes to Theodore Parker and to Thoreau. Ad dress on the Emancipation Proclamation. Publica tion of " The Conduct of Life." Contents : Fate ; ^ Power ; Wealth ; Culture ; Behavior ; Worship ; Con siderations by the Way ; Beauty ; Illusions .... 224 CHAPTER X. 1863-1868. JET. 60-65. "Boston Hymn." " Voluntaries." Other Poems. "May-Day and other Pieces." "Remarks at the Funeral Services of President Lincoln." Essay on Persian Poetry. Address at a Meeting of the Free Religious Association. " Progress of Culture." Ad dress before the Phi Beta Kappa Society of Harvard University. Course of Lectures in Philadelphia. The Degree of LL. D. conferred upon Emerson by Harvard University. " Terminus " 240 CHAPTER XL 1868-1873. JET. 65-70. Lectures on the Natural History of the Intellect. Publi cation of " Society and Solitude." Contents : Soci ety and Solitude. Civilization. Art. Eloquence. Domestic Life. Farming. Works and Days. Books. Clubs. Courage. Success. Old Age. Other Literary Labors. Visit to California. Burning of his House, and the Story of its Rebuild ing. Third Visit to Europe. His Reception at Concord on his Return \. .249 CONTENTS. VU CHAPTER XII. 1873-1878. Mi. 70-75. Publication of "Parnassus." Emerson Nominated as Candidate for the Office of Lord Rector of Glasgow University. Publication of " Letters and Social Aims." Contents : Poetry and Imagination. Social Aims. Eloquence. Resources. The Comic. Quotation and Originality. Progress of Culture. Persian Poetry. Inspiration. Greatness. Im mortality. Address at the Unveiling of the Statue of " The Minute-Man " at Concord. Publication of Collected Poems ............. 280 CHAPTER 1878-1882. ^ET. 75-79. Last Literary Labors. Addresses and Essays. " Lec tures and Biographical Sketches." " Miscellanies " 294 CHAPTER XIV. Emerson s Poems .............. 310 CHAPTER XV. Recollections of Emerson s Last Years. Mr. Conway*s Visits. Extracts from Mr. Whitman s Journal. Dr. Le Baron Russell s Visit. Dr. Edward Emer son s Account. Illness and Death. Funeral Ser vices ................. 343 CHAPTER XVI. EMERSON. A RETROSPECT. Personality and Habits of Life. His Commission and Errand. As a Lecturer. His Use of Authorities. Resemblance to Other Writers. As influenced riii CONTENTS. by Others. His Place as a Thinker. Idealism and Intuition. Mysticism. His Attitude respecting Science. As an American. His Fondness for Sol itary Study. His Patience and Amiability. Feel ing with which he was regarded. Emerson and Burns. His Religious Belief. His Relations with Clergymen. Future of his Reputation. His Life judged by the Ideal Standard 357 INTRODUCTION. " I HAVE the feeling that every man s biog raphy is at his own expense. He furnishes not only the facts, but the report. I mean that all biography is autobiography. It is ooly what he tells of himself that comes to be known and believed." So writes the man whose life we are to pass in review, and it is certainly as true of him as of any author we could name. He delineates himself so perfectly in his various writings that the careful reader sees his nature just as it was in all its essentials, and has little more to learn than those human accidents which individualize him in space and time. About all these acci dents we have a natural and pardonable curios ity. We wish to know of what race he came, what were the conditions into which he was born, what educational and social influences helped to mould his character, and what new elements Nature added to make him Ralph Waldo Emerson. He himself believes in the hereditary trans* 2 INTRODUCTION. mission of certain characteristics. Though Na ture appears capricious, he says, " Some quali ties she carefully fixes and transmits, but some, and those the finer, she exhales with the breath of the individual, as too costly to perpetuate. But I notice also that they may become fixed and permanent in any stock, by painting and repainting them on every individual, until at last Nature adopts them and bakes them in her porcelain." We have in New England a certain number of families who constitute what may be called thto Academic Races. Their names have been on college catalogues for generation after gener ation. They have filled the learned professions, more especially the ministry, from the old colo nial days to our own time. If aptitudes for the acquisition of knowledge can be bred into a family as the qualities the sportsman wants in his dog are developed in pointers and setters, we know what we may expect of a descendant of one of the Academic Races. Other things be ing equal, he will take more naturally, more easily, to his books. His features will be more pliable, his voice will be more flexible, his whole nature more plastic than those of the youth with less favoring antecedents. The gift of genius is ttever to be reckoned upon beforehand, any more INTRODUCTION. 3 than a choice new variety of pear or peach in a seedling ; it is always a surprise, but it is born with great advantages when the stock from which it springs has been long under cultiva tion. These thoughts suggest themselves in looking back at the striking record of the family made historic by the birth of Ralph Waldo Emerson. It was remarkable for the long succession of clergymen in its genealogy, and for the large number of college graduates it counted on its rolls. A genealogical table is very apt to illustrate the " survival of the fittest," in the estimate of the descendants. It is inclined to remember and record those ancestors who do most honor to the living heirs of the family name and tra ditions. As every man may count two grand fathers, four great-grandfathers, eight great- great-grandfathers, and so on, a few generations give him a good chance for selection. If he adds his distinguished grandmothers, he may double the number of personages to choose from. The great-grandfathers of Mr. Emerson at the sixth remove were thirty-two in number, unless the list was shortened by intermarriage of rela tives. One of these, from whom the name de- cended, was Thomas Emerson of Ipswich, who 4 INTRODUCTION. furnished the staff of life to the people of that wonderfully interesting old town and its neigh borhood. His son, the Reverend Joseph Emerson, min ister of the town of Mendon, Massachusetts, married Elizabeth, daughter of the Reverend Edward Bulkeley, who succeeded his father, the Reverend Peter Bulkeley, as Minister of Con cord, Massachusetts. Peter Bulkeley was therefore one of Emer son s sixty-four grandfathers at the seventh re move. We know the tenacity of certain family characteristics through long lines of descent, and it is not impossible that any one of a hundred and twenty-eight grandparents, if indeed the full number existed in spite of family admixtures, may have transmitted his or her distinguishing traits through a series of lives that cover more than two centuries, to our own contemporary. Inherited qualities move along their several paths not unlike the pieces in the game of chess. Sometimes the character of the son can be traced directly to that of the father or of the mother, as the pawn s move carries him from one square to the next. Sometimes a series of distinguished fathers follows in a line, or a suc cession of superior mothers, as the black or white bishop sweeps the board on his own color. Sometimes the distinguishing characters pass INTRODUCTION. 5 from one sex to the other indifferently, as the castle strides over the black and white squares. Sometimes an uncle or aunt lives over again in a nephew or niece, as if the knight s move were repeated on the squares of human individuality. It is not impossible, then, that some of the qual ities we mark in Emerson may have come from the remote ancestor whose name figures with distinction in the early history of New Eng land. The Eeverend Peter Bulkeley is honorably commemorated among the worthies consigned to immortality in that precious and entertaining medley of fact and fancy, enlivened by a wilder ness of quotations at first or second hand, the Magnolia, Christi Americana, of the Reverend Cotton Mather. The old chronicler tells his story so much better than any one can tell it for him that he must be allowed to speak for himself in a few extracts, transferred with all their typo graphical idiosyncrasies from the London-printed folio of 1702. " He was descended of an Honourable Family in Bedfordshire. He was born at WoodhU (or Odel) in Bedfordshire, January 31st, 1582. " His Education was answerable unto his Origi nal ; it was Learned, it was Genteel, and, which was the top of all, it was very Pious : At length it made him a Batchellor of Divinity, and a Fellow of Saint John s Colledge in Cambridge. 6 INTR OD UC TION. " When he came abroad into the World, a good benefice befel him, added unto the estate of a Gen tleman, left him by his Father ; whom he succeeded in his Ministry, at the place of his Nativity : Which one would imagine Temptations enough to keep him out of a Wilderness." But he could not conscientiously conform to the ceremonies of the English Church, and so, "When Sir Nathaniel Brent was Arch-Bishop Laud s General, as Arch-Bishop Laud was another s, Complaints were made against Mr. Bulkly, for his Non-Conformity, and he was therefore Silenced. " To New-England he therefore came, in the Year 1635 ; and there having been for a while, at Cam bridge, he carried a good Number of Planters with him, up further into the Woods, where they gathered the Twelfth Church, then formed in the Colony, and call d the Town by the Name of Concord. " Here he buried a great Estate, while he raised one still, for almost every Person whom he employed in the Affairs of his Husbandry. "He was a most excellent Scholar, a very-well read Person, and one, who in his advice to young Students, gave Demonstrations, that he knew what would go to make a Scholar. But it being essential unto a Scholar to love a Scholar, so did he ; and in Token thereof, endowed the Library of Harvard- Colledge with no small part of his own. " And he was therewithal a most exalted Chri \ian " In his Ministry he was another Farel, Qw INTRODUCTION. 7 tonuit fortius And the observance which his own People had for him, was also paid him from all sorts of People throughout the Land ; but especially from the Ministers of the Country, who would still address him as a Father, a Prophet, a Counsellor, on all occasions." These extracts may not quite satisfy the ex acting reader, who must be referred to the old folio from which they were taken, where he will receive the following counsel : " If then any Person would know what Mr. Peter Bulkly was, let him read his Judicious and Savory Treatise of the Gospel Covenant, which has passed through several Editions, with much Acceptance among the People of God." It must be added that " he had a competently good Stroke at Latin Poetry ; and even in his Old Age, affected sometimes to improve it. Many of his Composure are yet in our Hands." It is pleasant to believe that some of the qual ities of this distinguished scholar and Christian were reproduced in the descendant whose life we are studying. At his death in 1659 he was suc ceeded, as was mentioned, by his son Edward, whose daughter became the wife of the Reverend Joseph Emerson, the minister of Mendon who, when that village was destroyed by the Indians, removed to Concord, where he died in the year 1680. This is the first connection of the name 8 INTRODUCTION. of Emerson with Concord, with which it has since been so long associated. Edward Emerson, son of the first and father of the second Reverend Joseph Emerson, though not a minister, was the next thing to being one, for on his gravestone he is thus recorded : " Mr. Edward Emerson, sometime Deacon of the first church in Newbury." He was noted for the virtue of patience, and it is a family tradition that he never complained but once, when he said mildly to his daughter that her dumplings were somewhat harder than needful, " but not often" This same Edward was the only break in the line of ministers who descended from Thomas of Ipswich. He is remembered in the family as having been " a merchant in Charles- town." Their son, the second Reverend Joseph Emer son, Minister of Maiden for nearly half a cen tury, married Mary, the daughter of the Rev erend Samuel Moody, Father Moody, of York, Maine. Three of his sons were ministers, and one of these, William, was pastor of the church at Concord at the period of the outbreak of the Revolutionary War. As the successive generations narrow down towards the individual whose life we are recall ing, the character of his progenitors becomes more and more important and interesting to the INTRODUCTION. 9 biographer. The Reverend "William Emerson, grandfather of Ralph Waldo, was an excellent and popular preacher and an ardent and devoted patriot. He preached resistance to tyrants from the pulpit, he encouraged his townsmen and their allies to make a stand against the soldiers who had marched upon their peaceful village, and would have taken a part in the Fight at the Bridge, which he saw from his own house, had not the friends around him prevented his quit ting his doorstep. He left Concord in 1776 to join the army at Ticonderoga, was taken with fever, was advised to return to Concord and set out on the journey, but died on his way. His wife was the daughter of the Reverend Daniel Bliss, his predecessor in the pulpit at Concord. This was another very noticeable personage in the line of Emerson s ancestors. His merits and abilities are described at great length on his tombstone in the Concord burial-ground. There is no reason to doubt that his epitaph was com posed by one who knew him well. But the slabs which record the excellences of our New England clergymen of the past generations are so crowded with virtues that the reader can hardly help inquiring whether a sharp bargain was not driven with the stonecutter, like that which the good Vicar of Wakefield arranged with the portrait-painter. He was to represent 10 INTRODUCTION. Sophia as a shepherdess, it will be remembered, with as many sheep as he could afford to put in for nothing. William Emerson left four children, a son bearing the same name, and three daughters, one of whom, Mary Moody Emerson, is well remem bered as pictured for us by her nephew, Ealph Waldo. His widow became the wife of the Reverend Ezra Ripley, Doctor of Divinity, and his successor as Minister at Concord. The Reverend William Emerson, the second of that name and profession, and the father of Ralph Waldo Emerson, was born in the year 1769, and graduated at Harvard College in 1789. He was settled as Minister in the town of Harvard in the year 1792, and in 1799 be came Minister of the First Church in Boston. In 1796 he married Ruth Haskins of Boston. He died in 1811, leaving five sons, of whom Ralph Waldo was the second. The interest which attaches itself to the im mediate parentage of a man like Emerson leads as to inquire particularly about the characteris tics of the Reverend William Emerson so far as we can learn them from his own writings and from the record of his contemporaries. The Reverend Dr. Sprague s valuable and well-known work, "Annals of the American Pulpit," contains three letters from which we INTRODUCTION". 11 learn some of his leading characteristics. Dr. Pierce of Brookline, the faithful chronicler of his time, speaks of his pulpit talents as extra ordinary, but thinks there was not a perfect sympathy between him and the people of the quiet little town of Harvard, while he was highly acceptable in the pulpits of the metrop olis. In personal appearance he was attractive ; his voice was melodious, his utterance distinct, his manner agreeable. " He was a faithful and generous friend and knew how to forgive an enemy. In his theological views perhaps he went farther on the liberal side than most of his brethren with whom he was associated. He was, however, perfectly tolerant towards those who differed from him most widely." Dr. Charles Lowell, another brother minister, says of him, "Mr. Emerson was a handsome man, rather tall, with a fair complexion, his cheeks slightly tinted, his motions easy, graceful, and gentlemanlike, his manners bland and pleasant. He was an honest man, and expressed himself decidedly and emphatically, but never bluntly or vulgarly. Mr. Emerson was a man of good sense. His conversation was edifying and use ful ; never foolish or undignified. In his the ological opinions he was, to say the least, far from having any sympathy with Calvinism. I have not supposed that he was, like Dr. Free- 1 2 INT ROD UCTION. man, a Humanitarian, though he may haye been so." There was no honester chronicler than our clerical Pepys, good, hearty, sweet-souled, fact- loving Dr. John Pierce of Brookline, who knew the dates of birth and death of the graduates of Harvard, starred and unstarred, better, one is tempted to say (Hibernice), than they did them selves. There was not a nobler gentleman in charge of any Boston parish than Dr. Charles Lowell. But after the pulpit has said what it thinks of the pulpit, it is well to listen to what the pews have to say about it. This is what the late Mr. George Ticknor said in an article in the " Christian Examiner " for September, 1849. " Mr. Emerson, transplanted to the First Church in Boston six years before Mr. Buck- minster s settlement, possessed, on the contrary, a graceful and dignified style of speaking, which was by no means without its attraction, but he lacked the fervor that could rouse the masses, and the original resources that could command the few." As to his religious beliefs, Emerson writes to Dr. Sprague as follows : " I did not find in any manuscript or printed sermons that I looked at, any very explicit statement of opinion on the question between Calvinists and Socinians. He INTRODUCTION. 13 inclines obviously to what is ethical and uni versal in Christianity ; very little to the personal and historical. I think I observe in his writ ings, as in the writings of Unitarians down to a recent date, a studied reserve on the subject of the nature and offices of Jesus. They had not made up their own minds on it. It was a mys tery to them, and they let it remain so." Mr. William Emerson left, published, fifteen Sermons and Discourses, an Oration pronounced at Boston on the Fourth of July, 1802, a Col lection of Psalms and Hymns, an Historical Sketch of the First Church in Boston, besides his contributions to the " Monthly Anthology," of which he was the Editor. Kuth Haskins, the wife of William and the mother of Ealph Waldo Emerson, is spoken of by the late Dr. Frothingham, in an article in the " Christian Examiner," as a woman " of great patience and fortitude, of the serenest trust in God, of a discerning spirit, and a most courte ous bearing, one who knew how to guide the affairs of her own house, as long as she was re sponsible for that, with the sweetest authority, and knew how to give the least trouble and the greatest happiness after that authority was re signed. Both her mind and her character were of a superior order, and they set their stamp upon manners of peculiar softness and natural 14 INTRODUCTION. grace and quiet dignity. Her sensible and kindly speech was always as good as the best instruction; her smile, though it was ever ready, was a reward." The Reverend Dr. Furness of Philadelphia, who grew up with her son, says, " Waldo bore a strong resemblance to his father ; the other chil dren resembled their mother." Such was the descent of Ralph Waldo Emer son. If the ideas of parents survive as impres sions or tendencies in their descendants, no man had a better right to an inheritance of theologi cal instincts than this representative of a long line of ministers. The same trains of thought and feeling might naturally gain in force from another association of near family relationship, though not of blood. After the death of the first William Emerson, the Concord minister, his widow, Mr. Emerson s grandmother, mar ried, as has been mentioned, his successor, Dr. Ezra Ripley. The grandson spent much time in the family of Dr. Ripley, whose character he has drawn with exquisite felicity in a sketch read before The Social Circle of Concord, and published in the " Atlantic Monthly " for No vember, 1883. Mr. Emerson says of him : " He was identified with the ideas and forms of the New England Church, which expired about the same time with him, so that he and his INTRODUCTION. 15 coevals seemed the rear guard of the great camp and army of the Puritans, which, however in its last days declining into formalism, in the heyday of its strength had planted and liber ated America. . . . The same faith made what was strong and what was weak in Dr. Ripley." It would be hard to find a more perfect sketch of character than Mr. Emerson s living picture of Dr. Ripley. I myself remember him as a comely little old gentleman, but he was not so communicative in a strange household as his clerical brethren, smiling John Foster of Brigh ton and chatty Jonathan Homer of Newton. Mr. Emerson says, " He was a natural gentle man ; no dandy, but courtly, hospitable, manly, and public-spirited ; his nature social, his house open to all men. His brow was serene and open to his visitor, for he loved men, and he had no studies, no occupations, which company could interrupt. His friends were his study, and to see them loosened his talents and his tongue. In his house dwelt order and prudence and plenty. There was no waste and no stint. He was open-handed and just and generous. In gratitude and meanness in his beneficiaries did not wear out his compassion ; he bore the insult, and the next day his basket for the beggar, his horse and chaise for the cripple, were at their door." How like Goldsmith s good Dr. Prim* 16 INTRODUCTION. rose ! I do not know any writing of Mr. Emer son which brings out more fully his sense of humor, of the picturesque in character, and as a piece of composition, continuous, fluid, transparent, with a playful ripple here and there, it is admirable and delightful. Another of his early companionships must have exercised a still more powerful influence on his character, that of his aunt, Mary Moody Emerson. He gave an account of her in a paper read before the Woman s Club several years ago, and published in the " Atlantic Monthly " for December, 1883. Far more of Mr. Emerson is to be found in this aunt of his than in any other of his relations in the ascending series, with whose history we are acquainted. Her story is an interesting one, but for that I must refer the reader to the article mentioned. Her character and intellectual traits are what we are most con cerned with. " Her early reading was Milton, Young, Akenside, Samuel Clarke, Jonathan Edwards, and always the Bible. Later, Plato, Plotinus, Marcus Antoninus, Stewart, Cole ridge, Herder, Locke, Madam De Stael, Chan- ning, Mackintosh, Byron. Nobody can read in her manuscript, or recall the conversation of old-school people, without seeing that Milton and Young had a religious authority in their minds, and nowise the slight merely entertain. INTRODUCTION. 17 ing quality of modern bards. And Plato, Aris totle, Plotinus, how venerable and organic as Nature they are in her mind ! " There are many sentences cited by Mr. Emer son which remind us very strongly of his own writings. Such a passage as the following might have come from his Essay, " Nature," but it was written when her nephew was only four years old. " Maiden, 1807, September. The rapture of feel ing I would part from for days devoted to higher discipline. But when Nature beams with such excess of beauty, when the heart thrills with hope in its Au thor, feels it is related to Him more than by any ties of creation, it exults, too fondly, perhaps, for a state of trial. But in dead of night, nearer morn ing, when the eastern stars glow, or appear to glow, with more indescribable lustre, a lustre which pene trates the spirits with wonder and curiosity, then, however awed, who can fear ? " "A few pulsa tions of created beings, a few successions of acts, a few lamps held out in the firmament, enable us to talk of Time, make epochs, write histories, to do more.. to date the revelations of God to man. But these lamps are held to measure out some of the moments: of eternity, to divide the history of God s operations in the birth and death of nations, of worlds. It is a goodly name for our notions of breathing, suffering, enjoying, acting. We personify it. We call it by every name of fleeting, dreaming, vaporing imagery. 18 INTRODUCTION: Yet it is nothing. "We exist in eternity. Dissolve the body and the night is gone ; the stars are extin guished, and we measure duration by the number of our thoughts, by the activity of reason, the discovery of truths, the acquirement of virtue, the approval of God." Miss Mary Emerson showed something of the same feeling towards natural science which may be noted in her nephews Waldo and Charles. After speaking of " the poor old earth s chaotic state, brought so near in its long and gloomy transmutings by the geologist," she says : " Yet its youthful charms, as decked by the hand of Moses Cosmogony, will linger about the heart, while Poetry succumbs to science." " And the bare bones of this poor embryo earth may give the idea of the Infinite, far, far better than when dignified with arts and industry ; its oceans, when beating the symbols of countless ages, than when covered with cargoes of war and oppression. How grand its prep aration for souls, souls who were to feel the Divinity, before Science had dissected the emotions and ap plied its steely analysis to that state of being which recognizes neither psychology nor element." Use fulness, if it requires action, seems less like existence than the desire of being absorbed in God, retaining consciousness. . . . Scorn trifles, lift your aims ; do what you are afraid to do. Sublimity of character must come from sublimity of motive." IN TR OD UCTION. 1 9 So far as hereditary and family influences can account for the character and intellect of Ralph Waldo Emerson, we could hardly ask for a bet ter inborn inheritance, or better counsels and examples. Having traced some of the distinguishing traits which belong by descent to Mr. Emerson to those who were before him, it is interesting to note how far they showed themselves in those of his own generation, his brothers. Of these I will men tion two, one of whom I knew personally. Edward Bliss Emerson, who graduated at Harvard College in 1824, three years after Ralph Waldo, held the first place in his class. He began the study of the law with Daniel Webster, but overworked himself and suffered a temporary disturbance of his reason. After this he made another attempt, but found his health unequal to the task and exiled himself to Porto Rico, where, in 1834, he died. Two poems preserve his memory, one that of Ralph Waldo, in which he addresses his memory, " Ah, brother of the brief but blazing star," the other his own " Last Farewell," written in 1832, whilst sailing out of Boston Harbor. The lines are unaffected and very touching, full of that deep affection which united the brothers in 20 INTRODUCTION. the closest intimacy, and of the tenderest love for the mother whom he was leaving to see no more. I had in my early youth a key furnished me to some of the leading traits which were in due time to develop themselves in Emerson s charac ter and intelligence. As on the wall of some great artist s studio one may find unfinished sketches which he recognizes as the first growing conceptions of pictures painted in after years, so we see that Nature often sketches, as it were, a living portrait, which she leaves in its rudiment ary condition, perhaps for the reason that earth has no colors which can worthily fill in an outline too perfect for humanity. The sketch is left in its consummate incompleteness because this mortal life is not rich enough to carry out the Divine idea. Such an unfinished but unmatched outline is that which I find in the long portrait - gallery of memory, recalled by the name of Charles Chauncy Emerson. Save for a few brief glimpses of another, almost lost among my life s early shadows, this youth was the most angelic adolescent my eyes ever beheld. Remembering what well-filtered blood it was that ran in the veins of the race from which he was descended, those who knew him in life might well say with Dryden, INTRODUCTION. 21 " If by traduction came thy mind Our wonder is the less to find A soul so charming from a stock so good." His image is with me in its immortal youth as when, almost fifty years ago, I spoke of him in these lines, which I may venture to quote from myself, since others have quoted them before me. Thou calm, chaste scholar ! I can see thee now, The first young laurels on thy pallid brow, O er thy slight figure floating lightly down In graceful folds the academic gown, On thy curled lip the classic lines that taught How nice the mind that sculptured them with thought, And triumph glistening in the clear blue eye, Too bright to live, but O, too fair to die. Being about seven years younger than Waldo, he must have received much of his intellectual and moral guidance at his elder brother s hands. I told the story at a meeting of our Historical Society of Charles Emerson s coming into my study, this was probably in 1826 or 1827, taking up Hazlitt s " British Poets " and turning at once to a poem of Marvell s, which he read with his entrancing voice and manner. The influence of this poet is plain to every reader in some of Emerson s poems, and Charles liking for him was very probably caught from Waldo, When Charles was nearly through college, a periodical called "The Harvard Register" was 22 INTRODUCTION. published by students and recent graduates. Three articles were contributed by him to this periodical. Two of them have the titles " Con versation," " Friendship." His quotations are from Horace and Juvenal, Plato, Plutarch, Ba con, Jeremy Taylor, Shakespeare, and Scott. There are passages in these Essays which remind one strongly of his brother, the Lecturer of twenty-five or thirty years later. Take this as an example : " Men and mind are my studies. I need no ob servatory high in air to aid my perceptions or enlarge my prospect. I do not want a costly apparatus to give pomp to my pursuit or to disguise its inutility. I do not desire to travel and see foreign lands and learn all knowledge and speak with all tongues, before I am prepared for my employment. I have merely to go out of my door ; nay, I may stay at home at my chambers, and I shall have enough to do and enjoy." The feeling of this sentence shows itself con stantly in Emerson s poems. He finds his in spiration in the objects about him, the forest in which he walks ; the sheet of water which the hermit of a couple of seasons made famous ; the lazy Musketaquid ; the titmouse that mocked his weakness in the bitter cold winter s day ; the mountain that rose in the horizon ; the lofty pines ; the lowly flowers. AH talked with him INTR ODUC TION. 28 as brothers and sisters, and he with them as of his own household. The same lofty idea of friendship which we find in the man in his maturity, we recognize in one of the Essays of the youth. " All men of gifted intellect and fine genius," says Charles Emerson, " must entertain a noble idea of friendship. Our reverence we are constrained to yield where it is due, to rank, merit, talents. Bu* our affections we give not thus easily. The hand of Douglas is his own. " "I am willing to lose an hour in gossip with per sons whom good men hold cheap. All this I will do out of regard to the decent conventions of polite life. But my friends I must know, and, knowing, I must love. There must be a daily beauty in their life that shall secure my constant attachment. T cannot stand upon the footing of ordinary acquaintance. Friend ship is aristocratical the affections which are pros tituted to every suitor I will not accept." Here are glimpses of what the youth was to be, of what the man who long outlived him became. Here is the dignity which commands reverence, a dignity which, with all Ralph Waldo Emerson s sweetness of manner and ex pression, rose almost to majesty in his serene presence. There was something about Charles Emerson which lifted those he was with into a lofty and pure region of thought and feeling. 24 INTRODUCTION. A vulgar soul stood abashed in his presence. I could never think of him in the presence of such, listening to a paltry sentiment or witnessing a mean action without recalling Milton s line, " Back stepped those two fair angels half amazed," and thinking how he might well have been taken for a celestial messenger. No doubt there is something of idealization in all these reminiscences, and of that exaggera tion which belongs to the laudator temporis acti. But Charles Emerson was idolized in his own time by many in college and out of college. George Stillman Hillard was his rival. Neck and neck they ran the race for the enviable posi tion of first scholar in the class of 1828, and when Hillard was announced as having the first part assigned to him, the excitement within the college walls, and to some extent outside of them, was like that when the telegraph proclaims the result of a Presidential election, or the Winner of the Derby. But Hillard honestly admired his brilliant rival. "Who has a part with * * * * at this next exhibition ? " I asked him one day, as I met him in the college yard. * ***** the Post," answered Hillard. " Why call him the Post ? " said I. " He is a wooden creature," said Hillard. " Hear him and Charles Emerson translating from the Latin Domus INTRODUCTION. 25 iota inflammata erat. The Post will render the words, The whole house was on fire. Charles Emerson will translate the sentence The en tire edifice was wrapped in flames. " It was natural enough that a young admirer should prefer the Bernini drapery of Charles Emerson s version to the simple nudity of " the Post s " rendering. The nest is made ready long beforehand for the bird which is to be bred in it and to fly from it. The intellectual atmosphere into which a scholar is born, and from which he draws the breath of his early mental life, must be stud ied if we would hope to understand him thor oughly. When the present century began, the ele ments, thrown into confusion by the long strug gle for Independence, had not had time to arrange themselves in new combinations. The active intellects of the country had found enough to keep them busy in creating and organizing a new order of political and social life. What ever purely literary talent existed was as yet in the nebular condition, a diffused luminous spot here and there, waiting to form centres of con densation. Such a nebular spot had been brightening in and about Boston for a number of years, when, 26 INTRODUCTION. in the year 1804, a small cluster of names be came visible as representing a modest constella tion of literary luminaries : John Thornton Kirkland, afterwards President of Harvard Uni versity ; Joseph Stevens Buckminster ; John Sylvester John Gardiner ; William Tudor ; Sam uel Cooper Thacher ; William Emerson. These were the chief stars of the new cluster, and their light reached the world, or a small part of it, as reflected from the pages of "The Monthly Anthology," which very soon came under the editorship of the Reverend William Emerson. The father of Ralph Waldo Emerson may be judged of in good measure by the associates with whom he was thus connected. A brief sketch of these friends and fellow-workers of his may not be out of place, for these men made the local sphere of thought into which Ralph Waldo Emerson was born. John Thornton Kirkland should have been seen and heard as he is remembered by old grad uates of Harvard, sitting in the ancient Presi dential Chair, on Commencement Day, and call ing in his penetrating but musical accents : " Ex- pectatur Oratio in Lingua Latina " or " Ver- nacula" if the " First Scholar " was about to deliver the English oration. It was a pres. ence not to be forgotten. His " shining morn ing face " was round as a baby s, and talked as INTRODUCTION. 27 pleasantly as his voice did, with smiles for ac cents and dimples for punctuation. Mr. Tick- nor speaks of his sermons as " full of intellectual wealth and practical wisdom, with sometimes a quaintness that bordered on humor." It was of him that the story was always told, it may be as old as the invention of printing, that he threw his sermons into a barrel, where they went to pieces and got mixed up, and that when he was going to preach he fished out what he thought would be about enough for a sermon, and patched the leaves together as he best might. The Eeverend Dr. Lowell says : " He always found the right piece, and that was better than almost any of his brethren could have found in what they had written with twice the labor." Mr. Cabot, who knew all Emerson s literary habits, says he used to fish out the number of leaves he wanted for a lecture in somewhat the same way. Emerson s father, however, was very methodical, according to Dr. Lowell, and had " a place for everything, and everything in its place." Dr. Kirkland left little to be remembered by, and like many of the most interesting personalities we have met with, has become a very thin ghost to the grandchildren of his contemporaries. Joseph Stevens Buckminster was the pulpit darling of his day, in Boston. The beauty of his person, the perfection of his oratory, the 28 INTRODUCTION. finish, of his style, added to the sweetness of his character, made him one of those living idols which seem to be as necessary to Protestantism as images and pictures are to Komanism. John Sylvester John Gardiner, once a pupil of the famous Dr. Parr, was then the leading Episcopal clergyman of Boston. Him I recon struct from scattered hints I have met with as a scholarly, social man, with a sanguine tempera ment and the cheerful ways of a wholesome English parson, blest with a good constitution and a comfortable benefice. Mild Orthodoxy, ripened in Unitarian sunshine, is a very agree able aspect of Christianity, and none was readier than Dr. Gardiner, if the voice of tradition may be trusted, to fraternize with his brothers of the liberal persuasion, and to make common cause with them in all that related to the interests of learning. William Tudor was a chief connecting link between the period of the "Monthly Anthol ogy" and that of the "North American Re view," for he was a frequent contributor to the first of these periodicals, and he was the founder of the second. Edward Everett characterizes him, in speaking of his " Letters on the Eastern States," as a scholar and a gentleman, an impar tial observer, a temperate champion, a liberal opponent, and a correct writer. Daniel Web- INTRODUCTION. 29 ster bore similar testimony to his talents and character. Samuel Cooper Thacher was hardly twenty years old when the " Anthology " was founded, and died when he was only a little more than thirty. He contributed largely to that period ical, besides publishing various controversial ser mons, and writing the " Memoir of Buckmin- ster." There was no more brilliant circle than this in any of our cities. There was none where so much freedom of thought was united to so much scholarship. The "Anthology" was the liter ary precursor of the " North American Review," and the theological herald of the "Christian Examiner." Like all first beginnings it showed many marks of immaturity. It mingled extracts and original contributions, theology and medi cine, with all manner of literary chips and shav ings. It had Magazine ways that smacked of Sylvanus Urban ; leading articles with balanced paragraphs which recalled the marching tramp of Johnson ; translations that might have been signed with the name of Creech, and Odes to Sensibility, and the like, which recalled the syrupy sweetness and languid trickle of Laura Matilda s sentimentalities. It talked about " the London Reviewers " with a kind of provincial deference. It printed articles with quite too 80 INTRODUCTION. much of the license of Swift and Prior for the Magazines of to-day. But it had opinions of its own, and would compare well enough with fche " Gentleman s Magazine," to say nothing of " My Grandmother s Keview, the British." A writer in the third volume (1806) says : " A taste for the belles lettres is rapidly spreading in our country. I believe that, fifty years ago, England had never seen a Miscellany or a Review so well conducted as our Anthology, however superior such publications may now be in that kingdom." It is well worth one s while to look over the volumes of the "Anthology" to see what our fathers and grandfathers were thinking about, and how they expressed themselves. The stiff ness of Puritanism was pretty well relaxed when a Magazine conducted by clergymen could say that " The child," meaning the new periodical, " shall not be destitute of the manners of a gentleman, nor a stranger to genteel amusements. He shall attend Theatres, Museums, Balls, and whatever polite diversions the town shall fur nish." The reader of the "Anthology" will find for his reward an improving discourse on "Ambition," and a commendable schoolboy s "theme" on "Inebriation." He will learn something which may be for his advantage about the " Anjou Cabbage," and may profit by a INTRODUCTION. 31 Remedy for Asthma." A controversy respect ing the merits of Sir Richard Blackmore may prove too little exciting at the present time, and he can turn for relief to the epistle " Studiosus " addresses to " Alcander." If the lines of " The Minstrel" who hails, like Longfellow in later years, from "The District of Main," fail to satisfy him, he cannot accuse " R. T. Paine, Jr., Esq.," of tameness when he exclaims : " Rise Columbia, brave and free, Poise the globe and bound the sea ! " But the writers did not confine themselves to native or even to English literature, for there is a distinct mention of " Mr. Goethe s new novel," and an explicit reference to " Dante Aligheri, an Italian bard." But let the smiling reader go a little farther and he will find Mr. Buckminster s most interesting account of the destruction of Goldau. And in one of these same volumes he will find the article, by Dr. Jacob Bigelow, doubtless, which was the first hint of our rural cemeteries, and foreshadowed that new era in our underground civilization which is sweeten ing our atmospheric existence. The late President Josiah Quincy, in his " History of the Boston Athenaeum," pays a high tribute of respect to the memory and the labors of the gentlemen who founded that insti tution and conducted the "Anthology." A lit* 6Z INTRODUCTION. erary journal had already been published in Bos- ton, but very soon failed for want of patronage. An enterprising firm of publishers, " being desir ous that the work should be continued, applied to the Reverend William Emerson, a clergy man of the place, distinguished for energy and literary taste ; and by his exertions several gen tlemen of Boston and its vicinity, conspicuous for talent and zealous for literature, were in duced to engage in conducting the work, and for this purpose they formed themselves into a Soci ety. This Society was not completely organized until the year 1805, when Dr. Gardiner was elected President, and William Emerson Vice- President. The Society thus formed maintained its existence with reputation for about six years, and issued ten octavo volumes from the press, constituting one of the most lasting and honor able monuments of the literature of the period, and may be considered as a true revival of po lite learning in this country after that decay and neglect which resulted from the distractions of the Revolutionary War, and as forming an epoch in the intellectual history of the United States. Its records yet remain, an evidence that it was a pleasant, active, high-principled association of literary men, laboring harmoniously to elevate the literary standard of the time, and with a success which may well be regarded as remark- INTRODUCTION. 33 able, considering the little sympathy they re ceived from the community, and the many diffi culties with which they had to struggle." The publication of the "Anthology" began in 1804, when Mr. William Emerson was thirty- four years of age, and it ceased to be published in the year of his death, 1811. Kalph Waldo Emerson was eight years old at that time. His intellectual life began, we may say, while the somewhat obscure afterglow of the "Anthol ogy" was in the western horizon of the New England sky. The nebula which was to form a cluster about the "North American Review" did not take definite shape until 1815. There is no such memorial of the growth of American literature as is to be found in the first half century of that periodical. It is easy to find fault with it for uniform respectability and occasional dulness. But take the names of its contributors during its first fifty years from the literary record of that period, and we should have but a meagre list of mediocrities, saved from absolute poverty by the genius of two or three writers like Irving and Cooper. Strike out the names of Webster, Ev erett, Story, Sumner, and Gushing ; of Bryant, Dana, Longfellow, and Lowell ; of Prescott, Ticknor, Motley, Sparks, and Bancroft ; of Ver- pianck, Hillard, and Whipple ; of Stuart 3 34 INTRODUCTION. Robinson ; of Norton, Palfrey, Peabody, and Bowen ; and, lastly, that of Emerson himself, and how much American classic literature would be left for a new edition of "Miller s Retro spect"? These were the writers who helped to make the " North American Review " what it was during the period of Emerson s youth and early manhood. These, and men like them, gave Bos* ton its intellectual character. We may count as symbols the three hills of " this darling town of ours," as Emerson called it, and say that each had its beacon. Civil liberty lighted the torch on one summit, religious freedom caught the flame and shone from the second, and the lamp of the scholar has burned steadily on the third from the days when John Cotton preached his first sermon to those in which we are living. The social religious influences of the first part of the century must not be forgotten. The two high -caste religions of that day were white- handed Unitariani sm and ruffled-shirt Episco- palianism. What called itself "society" was chiefly distributed between them. Within less than fifty years a social revolution has taken place which has somewhat changed the relation between these and other worshipping bodies. This movement is the general withdrawal of khe native New Englanders of both sexes from INTRODUCTION. 35 domestic service. A large part of the ll hired help," for the word servant was commonly re pudiated, worshipped, not with their employers, but at churches where few or no well-appointed carriages stood at the doors. The congregations that went chiefly from the drawing-room and those which were largely made up of dwellers in the culinary studio were naturally separated by a very distinct line of social cleavage. A cer tain exclusiveness and fastidiousness, not remind ing us exactly of primitive Christianity, was the inevitable result. This must always be remem bered in judging the men and women of that day and their immediate descendants, as much as the surviving prejudices of those whose par ents were born subjects of King George in the days when loyalty to the crown was a virtue. The line of social separation was more marked, probably, in Boston, the headquarters of Unita- rianism, than in the other large cities ; and even at the present day our Jerusalem and Samaria, though they by no means refuse dealing with each other, do not exchange so many cards as they do checks and dollars. The exodus of those children of Israel from the house of bondage, as they chose to consider it, and their fusion with the mass of independent citizens, got rid of a class distinction which was felt even in the sanc tuary. True religious equality is harder to es- ^ 36 INTRODUCTION. tablish than civil liberty. No man has done more for spiritual republicanism than Emerson, though he came from the daintiest sectarian cir- -f cle of the time in the whole country. Such were Emerson s intellectual and moral parentage, nurture, and environment ; such was the atmosphere in which he grew up from youth to manhood. CHAPTER I. Birthplace. Boyhood. College Life. 1803-1823. To ;ET. 20. RALPH WALDO EMERSON was born in Bos ton, Massachusetts, on the 25th of May, 1803. He was the second of five sons ; William, R. W., Edward Bliss, Robert Bulkeley, and Charles Chauncy. His birthplace and that of our other illustri ous Bostonian, Benjamin Franklin, were within a kite-string s distance of each other. When the baby philosopher of the last century was carried from Milk Street through the narrow passage long known as Bishop s Alley, now Hawley Street, he came out in Summer Street, very nearly opposite the spot where, at the beginning of this century, stood the parsonage of the First Church, the home of the Reverend William Em erson, its pastor, and the birthplace of his son, Ralph Waldo. The oblong quadrangle between Newbury, now Washington Street, Pond, now Bedford Street, Summer Street, and the open space called Church Green, where the New 38 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. South Church was afterwards erected, is repre sented on Bonner s maps of 1722 and 1769 as an almost blank area, not crossed or penetrated by a single passageway. Even so late as less than half a century ago this region was still a most attractive little rus in urbe. The sunny gardens of the late Judge Charles Jackson and the late Mr. S. P. Gard ner opened their flowers and ripened their fruits in the places now occupied by great warehouses and other massive edifices. The most aristo cratic pears, the " Saint Michael," the u Brown Bury,* found their natural homes in these shel tered enclosures. The fine old mansion of Judge William Prescott looked out upon these gardens. Some of us can well remember the window of his son s, the historian s, study, the light from which used every evening to glimmer through the leaves of the pear-trees while "The Con quest of Mexico " was achieving itself under difficulties hardly less formidable than those en countered by Cortes. It was a charmed region in which Emerson first drew his breath, and I am fortunate in having a communication from one who knew it and him longer than almost any other living person. Mr. John Lowell Gardner, a college classmate and life-long friend of Mr. Emerson, has favored me with a letter which contains matters of inter- BOYHOOD. 39 est concerning him never before given to the public. With his kind permission I have made some extracts and borrowed such facts as seemed especially worthy of note from his letter. " I may be said to have known Emerson from the very beginning. A very low fence divided my fa ther s estate in Summer Street from the field in which I remember the old wooden parsonage to have ex isted, but this field, when we were very young, was to be covered by Chauncy Place Church and by the brick houses on Summer Street. Where the family removed to I do not remember, but I always knew the boys, William, Ralph, and perhaps Edward, and I again associated with Ralph at the Latin School, where we were instructed by Master Gould from 1815 to 1817, entering College in the latter year. ... I have no recollection of his relative rank as a scholar, but it was undoubtedly high, though not the highest. He never was idle or a lounger, nor did he ever engage in frivolous pursuits. I should say that his conduct was absolutely faultless. It was impos sible that there should be any feeling about him but of regard and affection. He had then the same man ner and courtly hesitation in addressing you that you have known in him since. Still, he was not prom inent in the class, and, but for what all the world has since known of him, his would not have been a con spicuous figure to his classmates in recalling College days. " The fact that we were almost the only Latin 40 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. School fellows in the class, and the circumstance that he was slow during the Freshman year to form new acquaintances, brought us much together, and an intimacy arose which continued through our College life. We were in the habit of taking long strolls to gether, often stopping for repose at distant points, as at Mount Auburn, etc. . . . Emerson was not talk ative ; he never spoke for effect ; his utterances were well weighed and very deliberately made, but there was a certain flash when he uttered anything that was more than usually worthy to be remembered. He was so universally amiable and complying that my evil spirit would sometimes instigate me to take advantage of his gentleness and forbearance, but nothing could disturb his equanimity. All that was wanting to render him an almost perfect character was a few harsher traits and perhaps more masculine vigor. " On leaving College our paths in life were so re mote from each other that we met very infrequently. He soon became, as it were, public property, and I was engrossed for many years in my commercial under takings. All his course of life is known to many sur vivors. I am inclined to believe he had a most liberal spirit. I remember that some years since, when it was known that our classmate was reduced almost to absolute want by the war, in which he lost his two sons, Emerson exerted himself to raise a fund among his classmates for his relief, and, there being very few possible subscribers, made what I considered a noble contribution, and this you may be sure was not from BOYHOOD. 41 any Southern sentiment on the part of Emerson. I send you herewith the two youthful productions of Emerson of which I spoke to you some time since." The first of these is a prose Essay of four pages, written for a discussion in which the Pro fessions of Divinity, Medicine, and Law were to be weighed against each other. Emerson had the Lawyer s side to advocate. It is a fair and sensible paper, not of special originality or bril liancy. His opening paragraph is worth citing, as showing the same instinct for truth which dis played itself in all his after writings and the conduct of his life. " It is usual in advocating a favorite subject to appropriate all possible excellence, and endeavor to concentrate every doubtful auxiliary, that we may fortify to the utmost the theme of our attention. Such a design should be utterly disdained, except as far as is consistent with fairness ; and the sophistry of weak arguments being abandoned, a bold appeal should be made to the heart, for the tribute of honest conviction, with regard to the merits of the subject." From many boys this might sound like well- meaning commonplace, but in the history of Mr. Emerson s life that " bold appeal to the heart," that " tribute of honest conviction/ were made eloquent and real. The boy meant it when he said it. To carry out his law of sincerity and 42 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. self -trust the man had to sacrifice much that was dear to him, but he did not flinch from his early principles. It must not be supposed that the blameless youth was an ascetic in his College days. The other old manuscript Mr. Gardner sends me is marked " Song for Knights of Square Table, E. W. E." There are twelve verses of this song, with a chorus of two lines. The Muses and all the deities, not forgetting Bacchus, were duly invited to the festival. " Let the doors of Olympus be open for all To descend and make merry in Chivalry s hall." . Mr. Sanborn has kindly related to me several circumstances told him by Emerson about his early years. The parsonage was situated at the corner of Summer and what is now Chauncy streets. It had a yard, and an orchard which Emerson said was as large as Dr. Ripley s, which might have been some two or three acres. Afterwards there was a brick house looking on Summer Street, in which Emerson the father lived. It was sep arated, Emerson said, by a brick wall from a garden in which pears grew (a fact a boy is likely to remember). Master Ralph Waldo used V> sit on this wall, but we cannot believe he BOYHOOD. 43 ever got off it on the wrong side, unless politely asked to do so. On the occasion of some alarm the little boy was carried in his nightgown to a neighboring house. After Reverend William Emerson s death Mrs. Emerson removed to a house in Beacon Street, where the Athenaeum Building now stands. She kept some boarders, among them Lemuel Shaw, afterwards Chief Justice of the State of Massachusetts. It was but a short dis tance to the Common, and Waldo and Charles used to drive their mother s cow there to pasture. The Reverend Doctor Rufus Ellis, the much respected living successor of William Emerson as Minister of the First Church, says that R. W. Emerson must have been born in the old par sonage, as his father (who died when he was eight years old) lived but a very short time in " the new parsonage," which was, doubtless, the " brick house " above referred to. We get a few glimpses of the boy from other sources. Mr. Cooke tells us that he entered the public grammar school at the age of eight years, and soon afterwards the Latin School. At the age of eleven he was turning Virgil into very readable English heroics. He loved the study of 44 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Greek ; was fond of reading history and given to the frequent writing of verses. But he thinks " the idle books under the bench at the Latin School " were as profitable to him as his regular studies. Another glimpse of him is that given us by Mr. Ireland from the " Boyhood Memories " of Rufus Dawes. His old schoolmate speaks of him as " a spiritual-looking boy in blue nankeen, who seems to be about ten years old, whose image more than any other is still deeply stamped upon my mind, as I then saw him and loved him, I knew not why, and thought him so an gelic and remarkable." That " blue nankeen ," sounds strangely, it may be, to the readers of this later generation, but in the first quarter of the century blue and yellow or buff-colored cotton from China were a common summer clothing of children. The places where the factories and streets of the cities of Lowell and Lawrence were to rise were then open fields and farms. My recollection is that we did not think very highly of ourselves when we were in blue nan keen, a dull-colored fabric, too nearly of the complexion of the slates on which we did our ciphering. Emerson was not particularly distinguished in College. Having a near connection in the COLLEGE LIFE. 45 same class as he, and being, as a Cambridge boy, generally familiar with the names of the more noted young men in College from the year when George Bancroft, Caleb Cushing, and Francis William Winthrop graduated until after I my self left College, I might have expected to hear something of a young man who afterwards be came one of the great writers of his time. I do not recollect hearing of him except as keeping school for a short time in Cambridge, before he settled as a minister. His classmate, Mr. Josiah Quincy, writes thus of his college days : " Two only of my classmates can be fairly said to have got into history, although one of them, Charles W. Upham [the connection of mine referred to above] has written history very acceptably. Ralph Waldo Emerson and Robert W. Barnwell, for widely different reasons, have caused their names to be known to well- informed Americans. Of Emerson, I regret to say, there are few notices in my journals. Here is the sort of way in which I speak of the man who was to make so profound an impression upon the thought of his time. I went to the chapel to hear Emerson s dissertation : a very good one, but rather too long to give much pleasure to the hearers. The fault, I sus pect, was in the hearers ; and another fact which I have mentioned goes to confirm this belief. It seems that Emerson accepted the duty of delivering the Poem on Class Day, after seven others had been 46 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. asked who positively refused. So it appears that, in the opinion of this critical class, the author of the Woodnotes and the Humble Bee ranked about eighth in poetical ability. It can only be because the works of the other five [seven] have been heroically unwritten that a different impression has come to prevail hi the outside world. But if, according to the measurement of undergraduates, Emerson s ability as a poet was not conspicuous, it must also be admitted that, in the judgment of persons old enough to know better, he was not credited with that mastery of weighty prose which the world has since accorded him. In our senior year the higher classes competed for the Boylston prizes for English composition. Em erson and I sent in our essays with the rest and were fortunate enough to take the two prizes ; but Alas for the infallibility of academic decisions ! Emerson received the second prize. I was of course much pleased with the award of this intelligent committee, and should have been still more gratified had they mentioned that the man who was to be the most orig inal and influential writer born in America was my un successful competitor. But Emerson, incubating over deeper matters than were dreamt of in the established philosophy of elegant letters, seems to have given no sign of the power that was fashioning itself for lead ership in a new time. He was quiet, unobtrusive, and only a fair scholar according to the standard of the College authorities. And this is really all I have to say about my most distinguished classmate." COLLEGE LIFE. 47 Barnwell, the first scholar in the class, deliv ered the Valedictory Oration, and Emerson the Poem. Neither of these performances was highly spoken of by Mr. Quincy. I was surprised to find by one of the old Cata logues that Emerson roomed during a part of his College course with a young man whom I well remember, J. G. K. Gourdin. The two Gotir- dins, Eobert and John Gaillard Keith, were dashing young fellows as I recollect them, be longing to Charleston, South Carolina. The " Southerners " were the reigning College ele- gans of that time, the merveilleux, the mirli- flores, of their day. Their swallow-tail coats tapered to an arrow-point angle, and the prints of their little delicate calfskin boots in the snow were objects of great admiration to the village boys of the period. I cannot help wondering what brought Emerson and the showy, fascinat ing John Gourdin together as room-mates. CHAPTER II. 1823-1828. JET. 20-25. Extract from a Letter to a Classmate. School-Teaching. Study of Divinity. " Approbated " to Preach. Visit to the South. Preaching in Various Places. WE get a few brief glimpses of Emerson during the years following his graduation. He writes in 1823 to a classmate who had gone from Harvard to Andover : " I am delighted to hear there is such a profound studying of German and Hebrew, Parkhurst and Jahn, and such other names as the memory aches to think of, on foot at Andover. Meantime, Unitarian- ism will not hide her honors ; as many hard names are taken, and as much theological mischief is planned, at Cambridge as at Andover. By the time this gen eration gets upon the stage, if the controversy will not have ceased, it will run such a tide that we shall hardly be able to speak to one another, and there will be a Guelf and Ghibelline quarrel, which cannot tell where the differences lie." " You can form no conception how much one grov elling in the city needs the excitement and impulse of literary example. The sight of broad vellum-bound SCHOOL KEEPING. 49 quartos, the very mention of Greek and German names, the glimpse of a dusty, tugging scholar, will wake you up to emulation for a month." After leaving College, and while studying Divinity, Emerson employed a part of his time in giving instruction in several places succes sively. Emerson s older brother William was teaching in Boston, and Ralph Waldo, after graduating, joined him in that occupation. In the year 1825 or 1826, he taught school also in Chelmsford, a town of Middlesex County, Massachusetts, a part of which helped to constitute the city of Lowell. One of his pupils in that school, the Honorable Josiah Gardiner Abbott, has favored me with the following account of his recollec tions : The school of which Mr. Emerson had the charge was an old-fashioned country "Acad emy." Mr. Emerson was probably studying for the ministry while teaching there. Judge Ab bott remembers the impression he made on the boys. He was very grave, quiet, and very im pressive in his appearance. There was some thing engaging, almost fascinating, about him ; he was never harsh or severe, always perfectly self -controlled, never punished except with words, but exercised complete command over the boys. His old pupil recalls the stately, measured way 4 50 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. in which, for some offence the little boy had committed, he turned on him, saying only these two words : " Oh, sad ! " That was enough, for he had the faculty of making the boys love him. One of his modes of instruction was to give the boys a piece of reading to carry home with them, from some book like Plutarch s Lives, and the next day to examine them and find out how much they retained from their reading. Judge Abbott remembers a peculiar look in his eyes, as if he saw something beyond what seemed to be in the field of vision. The whole impression left on this pupil s mind was such as no other teacher had ever produced upon him. Mr. Emerson also kept a school for a short time at Cambridge, and among his pupils was Mr. John Holmes. His impressions seem to be very much like those of Judge Abbott. My brother speaks of Mr. Emerson thus : " Calm, as not doubting the virtue residing in his sceptre. Rather stern in his very infrequent rebukes. Not inclined to win boys by a surface amiability, but kindly in explanation or advice. Every inch a king in his dominion. Looking back, he seems to me rather like a captive philosopher set to tending flocks ; resigned to his destiny, but not amused with its incon gruities. He once recommended the use of rhyme aa a cohesive for historical items." In 1823, two years after graduating, Emerson "OLD-FASHIONED UNITARIANISM.^ 51 began studying for the ministry. He studied under the direction of Dr. Channing, attending some of the lectures in the Divinity School at Cambridge, though not enrolled as one of its regular students. The teachings of that day were such as would now be called "old-fashioned Unitarianism." But no creed can be held to be a finality. From Edwards to Mayhew, from Mayhew to Channing, from Channing to Emerson, the passage is like that which leads from the highest lock of a canal to the ocean level. It is impossible for human nature to remain permanently shut up in the highest lock of Calvinism. If the gates are not opened, the mere leakage of belief or unbelief will before long fill the next compartment, and the freight of doctrine finds itself on the lower level of Arminianism, or Pelagianism, or even subsides to Arianism. From this level to that of Unitarianism the outlet is freer, and the sub sidence more rapid. And from Unitarianism to Christian Theism, the passage is largely open for such as cannot accept the evidence of the supernatural in the history of the church. There were many shades of belief in the lib eral churches. If De Tocqueville s account of Unitarian preaching in Boston at the time of his visit is true, the Savoyard Vicar of Rousseau ivould have preached acceptably in some of our 62 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. pulpits. In fact, the good Vicar might have been thought too conservative by some of our unharnessed theologians. At the period when Emerson reached man- hood, Unitarianism was the dominating form of belief in the more highly educated classes of both of the two great New England centres, the town of Boston and the University at Cambridge. President Kirkland was at the head of the Col lege, Henry Ware was Professor of Theology, Andrews Norton of Sacred Literature, followed in 1830 by John Gorham Palfrey in the same office. James Freeman, Charles Lowell, and William Ellery Channing were preaching in Boston. I have mentioned already as a simple fact of local history, that the more exclusive social circles of Boston and Cambridge were chiefly connected with the Unitarian or Episco* palian churches. A Cambridge graduate of am bition and ability found an opening far from undesirable in a worldly point of view, in a pro fession which he was led to choose by higher motives. It was in the Unitarian pulpit that the brilliant talents of Buckminster and Everett had found a noble eminence from which their light could shine before men. Descended from a long line of ministers, a man of spiritual nature, a reader of Plato, of Augustine, of Jeremy Taylor, full of hope for "APPROBATED TO PREACH." 53 his fellow-men, and longing to be of use to them, conscious, undoubtedly, of a growing power of thought, it was natural that Emerson should turn from the task of a school-master to the higher office of a preacher. It is hard to con ceive of Emerson in either of the other so-called learned professions. His devotion to truth for its own sake and his feeling about science would have kept him out of both those dusty high ways. His brother William had previously be gun the study of Divinity, but found his mind beset with doubts and difficulties, and had taken to the profession of Law. It is not unlikely that Mr. Emerson was more or less exercised with the same questionings. He has said, speaking of his instructors : " If they had examined me, they probably would not have let me preach at all." His eyes had given him trouble, so that he had not taken notes of the lectures which he heard in the Divinity School, which accounted for his being excused from examination. In 1826, after three years study, he was " approbated to preach " by the Middlesex Association of Min isters. His health obliging him to seek a south ern climate, he went in the following winter to South Carolina and Florida. During this ab sence he preached several times in Charleston and other places. On his return from the South he preached in New Bedford, in Northampton, 54 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. in Concord, and in Boston. His attractiveness as a preacher, of which we shall have sufficient evidence in a following chapter, led to his being invited to share the duties of a much esteemed and honored city clergyman, and the next posi tion in which we find him is that of a settled minister in Boston. CHAPTER in. 1828-1833. Mi. 25-30. Settled as Colleague of Rev. Henry Ware. Married to Ellen Louisa Tucker. Sermon at the Ordination of Rev. H. B. Goodwin. His Pastoral and Other Labors. Emerson and Father Taylor. Death of Mrs. Emerson. Differ ence of Opinion with some of his Parishioners. Sermon Explaining his Views. Resignation of his Pastorate. ON the llth of March, 1829, Emerson was ordained as colleague with the Reverend Henry Ware, Minister of the Second Church in Boston. In September of the same year he was married to Miss Ellen Louisa Tucker. The resignation of his colleague soon after his settlement threw all the pastoral duties upon the young minister, who seems to have performed them diligently and acceptably. Mr. Conway gives the follow ing brief account of his labors, and tells in the same connection a story of Father Taylor too good not to be repeated : " Emerson took an active interest in the public affairs of Boston. He was on its School Board, and was chosen chaplain of the State Senate. He invited the anti-slavery lecturers into his church, and helped philanthropists of other denominations in their work. 56 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Father Taylor [the Methodist preacher to the sail ors], to whom Dickens gave an English fame, found in him his most important supporter when establish ing the Seaman s Mission in Boston. This was told me by Father Taylor himself in his old age. I hap pened to be in his company once, when he spoke rather sternly about my leaving the Methodist Church ; but when I spoke of the part Emerson had in it, he softened at once, and spoke with emotion of his great friend. I have no doubt that if the good Father of Boston Seamen was proud of any personal thing, it was of the excellent answer he is said to have given to some Methodists who objected to his friendship for Emerson. Being a Unitarian, they insisted that he must go to " [the place which a divine of Charles the Second s day said it was not good manners to mention in church]. " It does look so/ said Father Taylor, but I am sure of one thing : if Emerson goes to [that place] " he will change the climate there, and emigration will set that way. " In 1830, Emerson took part in the services at the ordination of the Reverend H. B. Goodwin as Dr. Bipley s colleague. His address on giving the right hand of fellowship was printed, but is not included among his collected works. The fair prospects with which Emerson began his life as a settled minister were too soon dark ened. In February, 1832, the wife of his youth, who had been for some time in failing health, died of consumption. SERMON ON THE COMMUNION. 57 He had become troubled with doubts respect ing a portion of his duties, and it was not in his nature to conceal these doubts from his people, On the 9th of September, 1832, he preached a sermon on the Lord s Supper, in which he an nounced unreservedly his conscientious scruples against administering that ordinance, and the grounds upon which those scruples were founded. This discourse, as his only printed sermon, and as one which heralded a movement in New Eng land theology which has never stopped from that day to this, deserves some special notice. The sermon is in no sense " Emersonian " except in its directness, its sweet temper, and outspoken honesty. He argues from his comparison of texts in a perfectly sober, old-fashioned way, as his ancestor Peter Bulkeley might have done. It happened to that worthy forefather of Emer son that upon his " pressing a piece of Charity disagreeable to the will of the Ruling Elder, there was occasioned an unhappy Discord in the Church of Concord ; which yet was at last healed, by their calling in the help of a Council and the Ruling Elder s Abdication." So says Cotton Mather. Whether zeal had grown cooler or charity grown warmer in Emerson s days we need not try to determine. The sermon was only a more formal declaration of views respecting the Lord s Supper, which he had previously made 58 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. known in a conference with some of the most active members of his church. As a commit tee of the parish reported resolutions radically differing from his opinion on the subject, he preached this sermon and at the same time re signed his office. There was no "discord," there was no need of a " council." Nothing could be more friendly, more truly Christian, than the manner in which Mr. Emerson expressed himself in this parting discourse. All the kindness of his nature warms it throughout. He details the differences of opinion which have existed in the church with regard to the ordinance. He then argues from the language of the Evangelists that it was not intended to be a permanent institu tion. He takes up the statement of Paul in the Epistle to the Corinthians, which he thinks, all things considered, ought not to alter our opinion derived from the Evangelists. He does not think that we are to rely upon the opinions and practices of the primitive church. If that church believed the institution to be permanent, their belief does not settle the question for us. On every other subject, succeeding times have learned to form a judgment more in accordance with the spirit of Christianity than was the prac tice of the early ages. " But, it is said, Admit that the rite was not de signed to be perpetual. What harm doth it ? " SERMON ON THE COMMUNION. 59 He proceeds to give reasons which show it to be inexpedient to continue the observance of the rite. It was treating that as authoritative which, as he believed that he had shown from Scrip ture, was not so. It confused the idea of God by transferring the worship of Him to Christ, Christ is the Mediator only as the instructor of man. In the least petition to God " the soul stands alone with God, and Jesus is no more present to your mind than your brother or child." Again : " The use of the elements, however suitable to the people and the modes of thought in the East, where it originated, is foreign and unsuited to affect us. The day of formal religion is past, and we are to seek our well-being in the formation of the soul. The Jewish was a religion of forms ; it was all body, it had no life, and the Almighty God was pleased to qualify and send forth a man to teach men that they must serve him with the heart ; that only that life was religious which was thoroughly good ; that sacri fice was smoke and forms were shadows. This man lived and died true to that purpose ; and with his blessed word and life before us, Christians must con tend that it is a matter of vital importance, re ally a duty to commemorate him by a certain form, whether that form be acceptable to their understand ing or not. Is not this to make vain the gift of God ? Is not this to turn back the hand on the dial ? " 60 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. To these objections he adds the practical con sideration that it brings those who do not par take of the communion service into an unfavor able relation with those who do. The beautiful spirit of the man shows itself in all its noble sincerity in these words at the close of his argument : Having said this, I have said all. I have no hos tility to this institution ; I am only stating my want of sympathy with it. Neither should I ever have obtruded this opinion upon other people, had I not been called by my office to administer it. That is the end of my opposition, that I am not interested in it. I am content tfcjat it stand to the end of the world if it please men and please Heaven, and I shall rejoice in all the gotfd it produces." He then announces t hat, as it is the prevailing opinion and feeling in our religious community that it is a part of a pas tor s duties to administer this rite, he is about to resign the office which had been confided to hiiii. This is the only seihnon of Mr. Emerson s ever published. It was) impossible to hear or to read it without honoring the preacher for his truthfulness, and recognizing the force of his statement and reasonirag. It was equally impos sible that he could continue his ministrations over a congregation v.Vhich held to the ordinance RESIGNATION OF PASTORATE. 61 he wished to give up entirely. And thus it was, that with the most friendly feelings on both sides, Mr. Emerson left the pulpit of the Second Church and found himself obliged to make a be ginning in a new career. CHAPTER IV. 1833-1838. &T. 30-35. 1. Visit to Europe. On his Return preaches in Different Places. Emerson in the Pulpit. At Newton. Fixes his Residence at Concord. The Old Manse. Lectures in Boston. Lectures on Michael Angelo and on Milton published in the " North American Review." Beginning of the Correspondence with Carlyle. Letters to the Rev. James Freeman Clarke. Republication of "Sartor Re- sartus." 2. Emerson s Second Marriage. His New Residence in Concord. Historical Address. Course of Ten Lectures on English Literature delivered in Boston. The Concord Battle Hymn. Preaching in Concord and East Lexington. Accounts of his Preaching by Several Hearers. A Course of Lectures on the Nature and Ends of History. Address on War. Death of Edward Bliss Emerson. Death of Charles Chauncy Emerson. 3. Publication of "Nature." Outline of this Essay. Its Reception. Address before the Phi Beta Kappa Society. 1. IN the year 1833 Mr. Emerson visited Europe for the first time. A great change had come over his life, and he needed the relief which a corresponding change of outward cir cumstances might afford him. A brief account of this visit is prefixed to the volume entitled " English Traits." He took a short tour, in which he visited Sicily, Italy, and France, and, FIRST VISIT TO EUROPE. 63 crossing from Boulogne, landed at the Tower Stairs in London. He finds nothing in his Diary to publish concerning visits to places. But he saw a number of distinguished persons, of whom he gives pleasant accounts, so singularly differ ent in tone from the rough caricatures in which Carlyle vented his spleen and caprice, that one marvels how the two men could have talked ten minutes together, or would wonder, had not one been as imperturbable as the other was explosive. Horatio Greenough and Walter Savage Landor are the chief persons he speaks of as having met upon the Continent. Of these he reports vari ous opinions as delivered in conversation. He mentions incidentally that he visited Professor Amici, who showed him his microscopes " mag nifying (it was said) two thousand diameters." Emerson hardly knew his privilege ; he may have been the first American to look through an immersion lens with the famous Modena pro fessor. Mr. Emerson says that his narrow and desultory reading had inspired him with the wish to see the faces of three or four writers, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Landor, De Quincey, Carlyle. His accounts of his interviews with these distinguished persons are too condensed to admit of further abbreviation. Goethe and Scott, whom he would have liked to look upon, were dead ; Wellington he saw at Westminster 64 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Abbey, at the funeral of Wilberforce. His im pressions of each of the distinguished persons whom he visited should be looked at in the light of the general remark which follows : " The young scholar fancies it happiness enough to live with people who can give an inside to the world ; without reflecting that they are prisoners, too, of their own thought, and cannot apply themselves to yours. The conditions of literary success are almost destructive of the best social power, as they do not have that frolic liberty which only can encounter a companion on the best terms. It is probable you left some obscure comrade at a tavern, or in the farms, with right mother-wit, and equality to life, when you crossed sea and land to play bo-peep with celebrated scribes. I have, however, found writers superior to their books, and I cling to my first belief that a strong head will dispose fast enough of these impedi ments, and give one the satisfaction of reality, the sense of having been met, and a larger horizon." Emerson carried a letter of introduction to a gentleman in Edinburgh, who, being unable to pay him all the desired attention, handed him over to Mr. Alexander Ireland, who has given a most interesting account of him as he appeared during that first visit to Europe. Mr. Ireland s presentation of Emerson as he heard him in the Scotch pulpit shows that he was not less im pressive and attractive before an audience of EMERSON IN THE PULPIT. 65 strangers than among his own countrymen and countrywomen : " On Sunday, the 18th of August, 1833, I heard him deliver a discourse in the Unitarian Chapel, Young Street, Edinburgh, and I remember distinctly the effect which it produced on his hearers. It is almost needless to say that nothing like it had ever been heard by them before, and many of them did not know what to make of it. The originality of his thoughts, the consummate beauty of the language in which they were clothed, the calm dignity of his bear ing, the absence of all oratorical effort, and the singu lar directness and simplicity of his manner, free from the least shadow of dogmatic assumption, made a deep impression on me. Not long before this I had listened to a wonderful sermon by Dr. Chalmers, whose force, and energy, and vehement, but rather turgid eloquence carried, for the moment, all before them, his audience becoming like clay in the hands of the potter. But I must confess that the pregnant thoughts and serene self-possession of the young Bos ton minister had a greater charm for me than all the rhetorical splendors of Chalmers. His voice was the sweetest, the most winning and penetrating of any I ever heard ; nothing like it have I listened xo since. That music in our hearts we bore Long after it was heard no more. " Mr. George Gilfillan speaks of " the solemnity af his manner, and the earnest thought pervad ing his discourse." 5 66 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. As to the effect of his preaching on his Amer ican audiences, I find the following evidence in Mr. Cooke s diligently gathered collections. Mr. Sanborn says : " His pulpit eloquence was singularly attractive, though by no means equally so to all persons. In 1829, before the two friends had met, Bronson Alcott heard him preach in Dr. Channing s church on The Universality of the Moral Sentiment, and was struck, as he said, with the youth of the preacher, the beauty of his elocution and the direct and sincere manner in which he addressed his hearers." Mr. Charles Congdon, of New Bedford, well known as a popular writer, gives the following account of Emerson s preaching in his " Rem iniscences." I borrow the quotation from Mr. Con way : " One day there came into our pulpit the most gracious of mortals, with a face all benignity, who gave out the first hymn and made the first prayer as an angel might have read and prayed. Our choir was a pretty good one, but its best was coarse and discordant after Emerson s voice. I remember of the sermon only that it had an indefinite charm of simplicity and wisdom, with occasional illustrations from nature, which were about the most delicate and dainty things of the kind which I had ever heard. I eould understand them, if not the fresh philosophical Dovelties of the discourse." EMERSON IN THE PULPIT. AT NEWTON. 67 Everywhere Emerson seems to have pleased his audiences. The Reverend Dr. Morison, formerly the much respected Unitarian minister of New Bedford, writes to me as follows : "After Dr. Dewey left New Bedford, Mr. Emer son preached there several months, greatly to the sat isfaction and delight of those who heard him. The Society would have been glad to settle him as their minister, and he would have accepted a call, had it not been for some difference of opinion, I think, in regard to the communion service. Judge Warren, who was particularly his friend, and had at that time a leading influence in the parish, with all his admira tion for Mr. Emerson, did not think he could well be the pastor of a Christian church, and so the matter was settled between him and his friend, without any action by the Society." All this shows well enough that his preaching was eminently acceptable. But every one who has heard him lecture can form an idea of what he must have been as a preacher. In fact, we have all listened, probably, to many a passage from old sermons of his, for he tells us he borrowed from those old sermons for his lec tures, without ever thinking of the pulpit from which they were first heard. Among the stray glimpses we get of Emerson between the time when he quitted the pulpit of his church and that when he came before the public 68 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. as a lecturer is this, which I owe to the kindness of Hon. Alexander H. Kice. In 1832 or 1833, probably the latter year, he, then a boy, with another boy, Thomas R. Gould, afterwards well known as a sculptor, being at the Episcopal church in Newton, found that Mr. Emerson was sitting in the pew behind them. Gould knew Mr. Emerson, and introduced young Rice to him, and they walked down the street together. As they went along, Emerson burst into a rhapsody over the Psalms of David, the sublimity of thought, and the poetic beauty of expression of which they are full, and spoke also with enthu siasm of the Te Deum as that grand old hymn which had come down through the ages, voicing the praises of generation after generation. When they parted at the house of young Rice s father, Emerson invited the boys to come and see him at the Allen farm, in the afternoon. They came to a piece of woods, and, as they en tered it, took their hats off. " Boys," said Em erson, " here we recognize the presence of the Universal Spirit. The breeze says to us in its own language, How d ye do ? How d ye do ? and we have already taken our hats off and are answering it with our own How d ye do ? How d ye do ? And all the waving branches of the trees, and all the flowers, and the field of corn yonder, and the singing brook, and the insect REMOVAL TO CONCORD. 69 and the bird, every living thing and things we call inanimate feel the same divine universal impulse while they join with us, and we with them, in the greeting which is the salutation of the Universal Spirit." We perceive the same feeling which pervades many of Emerson s earlier Essays and much of his verse, in these long-treasured reminiscences of the poetical improvisation with which the two boys were thus unexpectedly favored. Governor Rice continues : " You know what a captivating charm there always was in Emerson s presence, but I can never tell you how this line of thought then impressed a country boy. I do not remember anything about the remain* der of that walk, nor of the after-incidents of that day, I only remember that I went home wondering about that mystical dream of the Universal Spirit, and about what manner of man he was under whose influence I had for the first time come. . . . " The interview left impressions that led me into new channels of thought which have been a life-long pleasure to me, and, I doubt not, taught me somewhat how to distinguish between mere theological dogma and genuine religion in the soul." In the summer of 1834 Emerson became a resident of Concord, Massachusetts, the town of his forefathers, and the place destined to be his home for life. He first lived with his venerable 70 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. connection, Dr. Ripley, in the dwelling made famous by Hawthorne as the " Old Manse." It is an old-fashioned gambrel-roofed house, stand ing close to the scene of the Fight on the banks of the river. It was built for the Reverend Wil liam Emerson, his grandfather. In one of the rooms of this house Emerson wrote " Nature," and in the same room, some years later, Haw thorne wrote " Mosses from an Old Manse." The place in which Emerson passed the greater part of his life well deserves a special notice. Concord might sit for its portrait as an ideal New England town. If wanting in the variety of surface which many other towns can boast of, it has at least a vision of the distant summits of Monadnock and Wachusett. It has fine old woods, and noble elms to give dignity to its open spaces. Beautiful ponds, as they modestly call themselves, one of which, Wai- den, is as well known in our literature as Win- dermere in that of Old England, lie quietly in their clean basins. And through the green meadows runs, or rather lounges, a gentle, un- salted stream, like an English river, licking its grassy margin with a sort of bovine placidity and contentment. This is the Musketaquid, or Meadow River, which, after being joined by the more restless Assabet, still keeps its temper and flows peacefully along by and through other CONCORD. 71 towns, to lose itself in the broad Merrimac. The names of these rivers tell us that Concord has an Indian history, and there is evidence that it was a favorite residence of the race which preceded our own. The native tribes knew as well as the white settlers where were pleasant streams and sweet springs, where corn grew tall in the mead ows and fish bred fast in the unpolluted waters. The place thus favored by nature can show a record worthy of its physical attractions. Its settlement under the lead of Emerson s ancestor, Peter Bulkeley, was effected in the midst of many difficulties, which the enterprise and self- sacrifice of that noble leader were successful in overcoming. On the banks of the Musketaquid was fired the first fatal shot of the " rebel " farmers. Emerson appeals to the Records of the town for two hundred years as illustrating the working of our American institutions and the character of the men of Concord : " If the good counsel prevailed, the sneaking coun sel did not fail to be suggested ; freedom and virtue, if they triumphed, triumphed in a fair field. And so be it an everlasting testimony for them, and so much ground of assurance of man s capacity for self- government." What names that plain New England town reckons in the roll of its inhabitants ! Stout Major Buttrick and his fellow-soldiers in the war 72 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. of Independence, and their worthy successors in the war of Freedom ; lawyers and statesmen like Samuel Hoar and his descendants ; ministers like Peter Bulkeley, Daniel Bliss, and William Emerson ; and men of genius such as the ideal ist and poet whose inspiration has kindled so many souls ; as the romancer who has given an atmosphere to the hard outlines of our stern New England; as that unique individual, half college-graduate and half Algonquin, the Robin son Crusoe of Walden Pond, who carried out a school-boy whim to its full proportions, and told the story of Nature in undress as only one who had hidden in her bedroom could have told it. I need not lengthen the catalogue by speaking of the living, or mentioning the women whose names have added to its distinction. It has long been an intellectual centre such as no other country town of our own land, if of any other, could boast. Its groves, its streams, its houses, are haunted by undying memories, and its hill sides and hollows are made holy by the dust that is covered by their turf. Such was the place which the advent of Em erson made the Delphi of New England and the resort of many pilgrims from far-off regions. On his return from Europe in the winter of 1833-4, Mr. Emerson began to appear be fore the public as a lecturer. His first sul> EMERSON AS A LECTURER. 73 jects, " Water," and the "Relation of Man to the Globe," were hardly such as we should have expected from a scholar who had but a limited acquaintance with physical and physiological science. They were probably chosen as of a popular character, easily treated in such a way as to be intelligible and entertaining, and thus answering the purpose of introducing him pleas antly to the new career he was contemplating. These lectures are not included in his published works, nor were they ever published, so far as I know. He gave three lectures during the same winter, relating the experiences of his recent tour in Europe. Having made himself at home on the platform, he ventured upon subjects more congen ial to his taste and habits of thought than some of those earlier topics. In 1834 he lectured on Michael Angelo, Milton, Luther, George Fox, and Edmund Burke. The first two of these lec tures, though not included in his collected works, may be found in the " North American Review " for 1837 and 1838. The germ of many of the thoughts which he has expanded in prose and verse may be found in these Essays. The Cosmos of the Ancient Greeks, the piu neT uno, " The Many in One," appear in the Essay on Michael Angelo as they also appear in his " Nature." The last thought takes wings to itself and rises in the little poem entitled " Each 74 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. and All." The " Rhodora," another brief poem, finds itself foreshadowed in the inquiry, " What is Beauty ? " and its answer, " This great Whole the understanding cannot embrace. Beauty may be felt. It may be produced. But it can not be defined." And throughout this Essay the feeling that truth and beauty and virtue are one, and that Nature is the symbol which typi fies it to the soul, is the inspiring sentiment. Noscitur a sociis applies as well to a man s dead as to his living companions. A young friend of mine in his college days wrote an es say on Plato. When he mentioned his subject to Mr. Emerson, he got the caution, long remem bered, " When you strike at a King, you must kill him." He himself knew well with what kings of thought to measure his own intelligence. What was grandest, loftiest, purest, in human character chiefly interested him. He rarely meddles with what is petty or ignoble. Like his "Humble Bee," the " yellow - breeched philoso pher," whom he speaks of as " Wiser far than human seer," and says of him, " Aught unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen," he goes through the world where coarser minds find so much that is repulsive to dwell upon, EARLY LECTURES. 75 " Seeing only what is fair, Sipping only what is sweet." Why Emerson selected Michael Angelo as the subject of one of his earliest lectures is shown clearly enough by the last sentence as printed in the Essay. " He was not a citizen of any country ; he be longed to the human race ; he was a brother and a friend to all who acknowledged the beauty that beams in universal nature, and who seek by labor and self- denial to approach its source in perfect goodness." Consciously or unconsciously men describe themselves in the characters they draw. One must have the mordant in his own personality or he will not take the color of his subject. He may force himself to picture that which he dis likes or even detests ; but when he loves the character he delineates, it is his own, in some measure, at least, or one of which he feels that its possibilities and tendencies belong to himself. Let us try Emerson by this test in his " Essay on Milton : " " It is the prerogative of this great man to stand at this hour foremost of all men in literary history, and so (shall we not say ?) of all men, in the power to inspire. Virtue goes out of him into others." . . . " He is identified in the mind with all select and holy images, with the supreme interests of the human race." " Better than any other he has discharged 76 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the office of every great man, namely, to raise the idea of Man in the minds of his contemporaries and of posterity, to draw after nature a life of man, exhibiting such a composition of grace, of strength, and of virtue as poet had not described nor hero lived. Human nature in these ages is indebted to him for its best portrait. Many philosophers in England, France, and Germany, have formally dedicated their study to this problem ; and we think it impossible to recall one in those countries who communicates the same vibration of hope, of self-reverence, of piety, of delight in beauty, which the name of Milton awakes." Emerson had the same lofty aim as Milton, " To raise the idea of man ; " he had " the power to inspire" in a preeminent degree. If ever a man communicated those vibrations he speaks of as characteristic of Milton, it was Emerson. In elevation, purity, nobility of nature, he is worthy to stand with the great poet and patriot, who began like him as a school-master, and ended as the teacher in a school-house which had for its walls the horizons of every region where English is spoken. The similarity of their characters might be followed by the curious into their for tunes. Both were turned away from the clerical office by a revolt of conscience against the be liefs required of them ; both lost very dear ob jects of affection in early manhood, and mourned for them in tender and mellifluous threnodies, EMERSON S ESSAY ON MILTON. 77 It would be easy to trace many parallelisms in their prose and poetry, but to have dared to name any man whom we have known in our common life with the seraphic singer of the Na tivity and of Paradise is a tribute which seems to savor of audacity. It is hard to conceive of Emerson as " an expert swordsman " like Mil ton. It is impossible to think of him as an abusive controversialist as Milton was in his controversy with Salmasius. But though Emer son never betrayed it to the offence of others, he must have been conscious, like Milton, of " a certain niceness of nature, an honest haughti ness," which was as a shield about his inner na ture. Charles Emerson, the younger brother, who was of the same type, expresses the feeling in his college essay on Friendship, where it is all summed up in the line he quotes : " The hand of Douglas is his own." It must be that in writing this Essay on Milton Emerson felt that he was listening in his own soul to whispers that seemed like echoes from that of the divine singer. My friend, the Eev. James Freeman Clarke, a life-long friend of Emerson, who understood him from the first, and was himself a great part in the movement of which Emerson, more than 78 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. any other man, was the leader, has kindly al lowed me to make use of the following letters : TO REV. JAMES F. CLARKE, LOUISVILLE, KY. PLYMOUTH, MASS., March 12, 1834. MY DEAR SIB, As the day approaches when Mr. Lewis should leave Boston, I seize a few mo ments in a friendly house in the first of towns, to thank you heartily for your kindness in lending me the valued manuscripts which I return. The transla tions excited me much, and who can estimate the value of a good thought ? I trust I am to learn much more from you hereafter of your German studies, and much I hope of your own. You asked in your note concerning Carlyle. My recollections of him are most pleasant, and I feel great confidence in his char acter. He understands and recognizes his mission. He is perfectly simple and affectionate in his manner, and frank, as he can well afford to be, in his com munications. He expressed some impatience of his total solitude, and talked of Paris as a residence. I told him I hoped not ; for I should always remem ber him with respect, meditating in the mountains of Nithsdale. He was cheered, as he ought to be, by learning that his papers were read with interest by young men unknown to him in this continent ; and when I specified a piece which had attracted warm commendation from the New Jerusalem people here, his wife said that is always the way ; whatever he has writ that he thinks has fallen dead, he hears of two r three years afterward. He has many, many to* EMERSON TO JAMES FREEMAN CLARKE. 79 kens of Goethe s regard, miniatures, medals, and many letters. If you should go to Scotland one day, you would gratify him, yourself, and me, by your visit to Craigenputtock, in the parish of Dunscore, near Dum fries. He told me he had a book which he thought to publish, but was in the purpose of dividing into a series of articles for " Fraser s Magazine." I there fore subscribed for that book, which he calls the " Mud Magazine," but have seen nothing of his work manship in the two last numbers. The mail is going, so I shall finish my letter another time. Your obliged friend and servant, R. WALDO EMERSON. CONCORD, MASS., November 25, 1834. MY DEAR SIR, Miss Peabody has kindly sent me your manuscript piece on Goethe and Carlyle. I have read it with great pleasure and a feeling of gratitude, at the same time with a serious regret that it was not published. I have forgotten what reason you assigned for not printing it ; I cannot think of any sufficient one. Is it too late now ? Why not change its form a little and annex to it some account of Carlyle s later pieces, to wit : " Diderot," and " Sartor Resartus." The last is complete, and he has sent it to me in a stitched pamphlet. Whilst I see its vices (relatively to the reading public) of style, I cannot but esteem it a noble philosophical poem, reflecting the ideas, institutions, men of this very hour. And it seems to me that it has so much wit and other secondary graces as must strike a class who would not care for its primary merit, that of 80 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. being a sincere exhortation to seekers of truth. If you still retain your interest in his genius (as I see not how you can avoid, having understood it and co operated with it so truly), you will be glad to know that he values his American readers very highly ; that he does not defend this offensive style of his, but calls it questionable tentative ; that he is trying other modes, and is about publishing a historical piece called " The Diamond Necklace," as a part of a great work which he meditates on the subject of the French Rev olution. He says it is part of his creed that history is poetry, could we tell it right. He adds, moreover, in a letter I have recently received from him, that it has been an odd dream that he might end in the western woods. Shall we not bid him come, and be Poet and Teacher of a most scattered flock wanting a shepherd ? Or, as I sometimes think, would it not be a new and worse chagrin to become acquainted with the extreme deadness of our community to spiritual influences of the higher kind ? Have you read Sampson Reed s " Growth of the Mind " ? I rejoice to be contemporary with that man, and can not wholly despair of the society in which he lives ; there must be some oxygen yet, and La Fayette is only just dead. Your friend, R. WALDO EMERSON. It occurs to me that t is unfit to send any white paper so far as to your house, so you shall have a sentence from Carlyle s letter. [This may be found in Carlyle s first letter, dated 12tl| August, 1834.] " SARTOR RESARTUSS 81 Dr. Le Baron Russell, an intimate friend of Emerson for the greater part of his life, gives me some particulars with reference to the pub lication of " Sartor Eesartus," which I will re peat in his own words : " It was just before the time of which I am speak ing [that of Emerson s marriage] that the Sartor Resartus appeared in Fraser. Emerson lent the numbers, or the collected sheets of Fraser, to Miss Jackson, and we all had the reading of them. The excitement which the book caused among young per sons interested in the literature of the day at that time you probably remember. I was quite carried away by it, and so anxious to own a copy, that I de termined to publish an American edition. I con sulted James Munroe & Co. on the subject. Munroe advised me to obtain a subscription to a sufficient number of copies to secure the cost of the publication. This, with the aid of some friends, particularly of my classmate, William Silsbee, I readily succeeded in doing. When this was accomplished, I wrote to Em erson, who up to this time had taken no part in the enterprise, asking him to write a preface. (This is the Preface which appears in the American edition, James Munroe & Co., 1836. It was omitted in the third American from the second London edition, 1 by the same publishers, 1840.) Before the first edi tion appeared, and after the subscription had been secured, Munroe & Co. offered to assume the whole responsibility of the publication, and to this I assented. 1 Revised and corrected bj the author. 82 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " This American edition of 1836 was the first ap pearance of the Sartor in either country, as a dis tinct edition. Some copies of the sheets from Fra- ser, it appears, were stitched together and sent to a few persons, but Carlyle could find no English pub lisher willing to take the responsibility of printing the book. This shows, I think, how much more interest was taken in Carlyle s writings in this country than in England." On the 14th of May, 1834, Emerson wrote to Carlyle the first letter of that correspondence which has since been given to the world under the careful editorship of Mr. Charles Norton. This correspondence lasted from the date men tioned to the 2d of April, 1872, when Carlyle wrote his last letter to Emerson. The two writ ers reveal themselves as being in strong sympa thy with each other, in spite of a radical differ ence of temperament and entirely opposite views of life. The hatred of unreality was uppermost with Carlyle ; the love of what is real and gen uine with Emerson. Those old moralists, the weeping and the laughing philosophers, find their counterparts in every thinking community. Car lyle did not weep, but he scolded ; Emerson did not laugh, but in his gravest moments there was a smile waiting for the cloud to pass from his forehead. The Duet they chanted was a Mise rere with a Te Deum for its Antiphon ; a De EMERSON S SECOND MARRIAGE. 83 Profundis answered by a Sursum Cor da. " The ground of my existence is black as death," says Carlyle. " Come and live with me a year," says Emerson, " and if you do not like New Eng. land well enough to stay, one of these year* (when the History has passed its ten editions, and been translated into as many languages) 1 will come and dwell with you." 2. In September, 1835, Emerson was ma* ried to Miss Lydia Jackson, of Plymouth, Mas sachusetts. The wedding took place in the fim. old mansion known as the Winslow House, Dr. Le Baron Kussell and his sister standing up with the bridegroom and his bride. After their mar riage, Mr. and Mrs. Emerson went to reside in the house in which he passed the rest of his life, and in which Mrs. Emerson and their daughter still reside. This is the " plain, square, wooden house," with horse-chestnut trees in the front yard, and evergreens around it, which has been so often described and figured. It is without pretensions, but not without an air of quiet dig nity. A full and well-illustrated account of it and its arrangements and surroundings is given in "Poets Homes," by Arthur Oilman and others, published by D. Lothrop & Company in 1879. On the 12th of September, 1835, Emerson 84 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. delivered an " Historical Discourse, at Concord, on the Second Centennial Anniversary of the In corporation of the Town." There is no "mys ticism," no " transcendentalism " in this plain, straightforward Address. The facts are collected and related with the patience and sobriety which became the writer as one of the Dryasdusts of our very diligent, very useful, very matter-of-fact, and for the most part judiciously unimaginative Massachusetts Historical Society. It looks un like anything else Emerson ever wrote, in being provided with abundant foot-notes and an appen dix. One would almost as soon have expected to see Emerson equipped with a musket and a knapsack as to find a discourse of his clogged with annotations, and trailing a supplement after it. Oracles are brief and final in their utter ances. Delphi and Cumae are not expected to explain what they say. It is the habit of our New England towns to celebrate their own worthies and their own deeds on occasions like this, with more or less of rhe torical gratitude and self-felicitation. The dis courses delivered on these occasions are com monly worth reading, for there was never a clearing made in the forest that did not let in the light on heroes and heroines. Concord is on the whole the most interesting of all the inland towns of New England. Emerson has told its CONCORD "HISTORICAL ADDRESS." 85 story in as painstaking, faithful a way as if he had been by nature an annalist. But with this fidelity, we find also those bold generalizations and sharp picturesque touches which reveal the poetic philosopher. " I have read with care," he says, " the town rec ords themselves. They exhibit a pleasing picture of a community almost exclusively agricultural, where no man has much time for words, in his search after things ; of a community of great simplicity of man ners, and of a manifest love of justice. I find our annals marked with a uniform good sense. The tone of the record rises with the dignity of the event. These soiled and musty books are luminous and elec tric within. The old town clerks did not spell very correctly, but they contrive to make intelligible the will of a free and just community." ..." The mat ters there debated (in town meetings) are such as to invite very small consideration. The ill-spelled pages of the town records contain the result. I shall be excused for confessing that I have set a value upon any symptom of meanness and private pique which I have met with in these antique books, as proof that justice was done ; that if the results of our history are approved as wise and good, it was yet a free strife ; if the good counsel prevailed, the sneaking counsel did not fail to be suggested ; freedom and virtue, if they triumphed, triumphed in a fair field. And so be it an everlasting testimony for them, and so much ground of assurance of man s capacity for self-government." 86 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. There was nothing in this Address which the plainest of Concord s citizens could not read un- derstandingly and with pleasure. In fact Mr. Emerson himself, besides being a poet and a phi losopher, was also a plain Concord citizen. His son tells me that he was a faithful attendant upon town meetings, and, though he never spoke, was an interested and careful listener to the debates on town matters. That respect for "mother- wit " and for all the wholesome human qualities which reveals itself all through his writings was bred from this kind of intercourse with men of sense who had no pretensions to learning, and in whom, for that very reason, the native qualities came out with less disguise in their expression. He was surrounded by men who ran to extremes in their idiosyncrasies : Alcott in speculations, which often led him into the fourth dimension of mental space ; Hawthorne, who brooded him self into a dream - peopled solitude ; Thoreau, the nullifier of civilization, who insisted on nib bling his asparagus at the wrong end, to say nothing of idolaters and echoes. He kept his balance among them all. It would be hard to find a more candid and sober record of the result of self-government in a small community than is contained in this simple discourse, patient in detail, large in treatment, more effective than any unsupported generalities about the natural THE CONCORD HYMN. 87 rights of man, which amount to very little unless men earn the right of asserting them by attend ing fairly to their natural duties. So admirably is the working of a town government, as it goes on in a well-disposed community, displayed in the history of Concord s two hundred years of village life, that one of its wisest citizens had portions of the address printed for distribution, as an illustration of the American principle of self-government. After settling in Concord, Emerson delivered courses of Lectures in Boston during several suc cessive winters ; in 1835, ten Lectures on Eng lish Literature ; in 1836, twelve Lectures on the Philosophy of History; in 1837, ten Lectures on Human Culture. Some of these lectures may have appeared in print under their original titles ; all of them probably contributed to the Essays and Discourses which we find in his published volumes. On the 19th of April, 1836, a meeting was held to celebrate the completion of the monu ment raised in commemoration of the Concord Fight. For this occasion Emerson wrote the hymn made ever memorable by the lines : Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world. The last line of this hymn quickens the heart beats of every American, and the whole hymn is admirable in thought and expression. 88 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Until the autumn of 1838, Emerson preached twice on Sundays to the church at East Lexing ton, which desired him to become its pastor. Mr. Cooke says that when a lady of the society was asked why they did not settle a friend of Emerson s whom he had urged them to invite to their pulpit, she replied: "We are a very simple people, and can understand no one but Mr. Emerson." He said of himself : " My pul pit is the Lyceum platform." Knowing that he made his Sermons contribute to his Lectures, we need not mourn over their not being re ported. In March, 1837, Emerson delivered in Boston a Lecture on War, afterwards published in Miss Peabody s "Esthetic Papers." He recognizes war as one of the temporary necessities of a de veloping civilization, to disappear with the ad vance of mankind : " At a certain stage of his progress the man fights, if he be of a sound body and mind. At a certain high stage he makes no offensive demonstration, but is alert to repel injury, and of an unconquerable heart. At a still higher stage he comes into the re gion of holiness ; passion has passed away from him ; his warlike nature is all converted into an active me dicinal principle ; he sacrifices himself, and accepts with alacrity wearisome tasks of denial and charity; but being attacked, he bears it, and turns the othei DEATH OF EMERSON S BROTHERS. 89 cheek, as one engaged, throughout his being, no longer to the service of an individual, but to the common good of all men." In 1834 Emerson s brother Edward died, as already mentioned, in the West India island where he had gone for his health. In his letter to Carlyle, of November 12th of the same year, Emerson says : " Your letter, which I received last week, made a bright light in a solitary and saddened place. I had quite recently received the news of the death of a brother in the island of Porto Rico, whose loss to me will be a life long sorrow." It was of him that Emerson wrote the lines " In Memoriam," in which he says, " There is no record left on earth Save on tablets of the heart, Of the rich, inherent worth, Of the grace that on him shone Of eloquent lips, of joyful wit ; He could not frame a word unfit, An act unworthy to be done." Another bereavement was too soon to be re corded. On the 7th of October, 1835, he says in a letter to Carlyle : " I was very glad to hear of the brother you describe, for I have one too, and know what it is to have pres ence in two places. Charles Chauncy Emerson is a lawyer now settled hi this town, and, as I believe, no 90 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. better Lord Hamlet was ever. He is our Doctor on all questions of taste, manners, or action. And one of the pure pleasures I promise myself in the months to come is to make you two gentlemen know each other." Alas for human hopes and prospects ! In less than a year from the date of that letter, on the 17th of September, 1836, he writes to Car- lyle:- "Your last letter, dated in April, found me a mourner, as did your first. I have lost out of this world my brother Charles, of whom I have spoken to you, the friend and companion of many years, the inmate of my house, a man of a beautiful genius, born to speak well, and whose conversation for these last years has treated every grave question of humanity, and has been my daily bread. I have put so much dependence on his gifts, that we made but one man together ; for I needed never to do what he could do by noble nature, much better than I. He was to have been married in this month, and at the time of his sickness and sudden death, I was adding apartments to my house for his permanent accommodation. I wish that you could have known him. At twenty- seven years the best life is only preparation. He built his foundation so large that it needed the full age of man to make evident the plan and proportions of his character. He postponed always a particular to a final and absolute success, so that his life was a silent appeal to the great and generous. But some time I shall see you and speak of him." "NATURE." 91 3. In the year 1836 there was published in Boston a little book of less than a hundred very small pages, entitled " Nature." It bore no name on its title-page, but was at once attrib uted to its real author, Ralph Waldo Emerson. The Emersonian adept will pardon me for bur dening this beautiful Essay with a commentary which is worse than superfluous for him. For it has proved for many, I will not say a pons asinorum, but a very narrow bridge, which it made their heads swim to attempt crossing, and yet they must cross it, or one domain of Emer son s intellect will not be reached. It differed in some respects from anything he had hitherto written. It talked a strange sort of philosophy in the language of poetry. Begin- V ning simply enough, it took more and more the character of a rhapsody, until, as if lifted off his feet by the deepened and stronger undercurrent of his thought, the writer dropped his personality and repeated the words which " a certain poet sang" to him. This little book met with a very unemotional reception. Its style was peculiar, almost as unlike that of his Essays as that of Carlyle s " Sartor Resartus " was unlike the style of his " Life of Schiller." It was vague, mystic, incom prehensible, to most of those who call themselves common-sense people. Some of its expressions r-r -HE UNIVCHSITY OF 92 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. lent themselves easily to travesty and ridicule. But the laugh could not be very loud or yery long, since it took twelve years, as Mr. Higgin- son tells us, to sell five hundred copies. It was a good deal like Keats s " doubtful tale from fairy-land Hard for the non-elect to understand." The same experience had been gone through by Wordsworth. " Whatever is too original," says De Quincey, " will be hated at the first. It must slowly mould a public for itself ; and the resistance of the early thoughtless judgments must be overcome by a coun ter-resistance to itself, in a better audience slowly mustering against the first. Forty and seven years it is since William Wordsworth first appeared as an author. Twenty of these years he was the scoff of the world, and his poetry a by-word of scorn. Since then, and more than once, senates have rung with acclamations to the echo of his name." No writer is more deeply imbued with the spirit of Wordsworth than Emerson, as we can not fail to see in turning the pages of "Nature," his first thoroughly characteristic Essay. There is the same thought in the Preface to " The Ex cursion " that we find in the Introduction to " Nature." " The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we through their eyes. Why should "NATURE." 93 not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe ? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not* of tradition, and a religion by reve lation to us, and not the history of theirs ? " " Paradise and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main, why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? " " Nature " is a 7 reflective prose poem. It is divided into eight chapters, which might almost as well have been called cantos. Never before had Mr. Emerson given free ut terance to the passion with which the aspects of nature inspired him. . He had recently for the first time been at once master of himself and in free communion with all the planetary influences above, beneath, around him. / The air of the country intoxicated him. There are sentences in " Nature " which are as exalted as the language of one who is just coming to himself after hav ing been etherized. Some of these expressions sounded to a considerable part of his early read ers like the vagaries of delirium. Yet underlying these excited outbursts there was a general tone of serenity which reassured the anxious. The gust passed over, the ripples smoothed themselves, and the stars shone again in quiet reflection. After a passionate outbreak, in which he sees 94 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. all, is nothing, loses himself in nature, in versal Being, becomes " part or particle of God," he considers briefly, in the chapter entitled Commodity, the ministry of nature to the senses. A few picturesque glimpses in pleasing and poet ical phrases, with a touch of archaism, and remi niscences of Hamlet and Jeremy Taylor, " the Shakspeare of divines," as he has called him, are what we find in this chapter on Commodity, or natural conveniences. But " a nobler want of man is served by Na ture, namely, the love of Beauty" which is his next subject. There are some touches of de scription here, vivid, high-colored, not so much pictures as hints and impressions for pictures. Many of the thoughts which run through all his prose and poetry may be found here. Anal ogy is seen everywhere in the works of Nature. " What is common to them all, that perfect- ness and harmony, is beauty." " Nothing is quite beautiful alone: nothing but is beautiful in the whole." " No reason can be asked or given why the soul seeks beauty." How easily these same ideas took on the robe of verse may be seen in the Poems, " Each and All," and u The Rhodora." A good deal of his philoso phy comes out in these concluding sentences of the chapter : / " Beauty in its largest and profoundest sense if "NATURE" 95 one expression for the universe ; God is the all-fair. Truth and goodness and beauty are but different faces of the same All. But beauty in Nature is not ultimate. It is the herald of inward and eter nal beauty, and is not alone a solid and satisfactory good. It must therefore stand as a part and not as yet the highest expression of the final cause of Na ture." In the " Rhodora " the flower is made to an swer that " Beauty is its own excuse for being." In this Essay the beauty of the flower is not enough, but it must excuse itself for being, mainly as the symbol of something higher and deeper than itself. He passes next to a consideration of. Language. Words are signs of natural facts, particular ma terial facts are symbols of particular spiritual facts, and Nature is the symbol of spirit. With out going very profoundly into the subject, he gives some hints as to the mode in which lan guages are formed, whence words are derived, how they become transformed and worn out. But they come at first fresh from Nature. "A man conversing in earnest, if he watch his intellectual processes, will find that always a mate rial image, more or less luminous, arises in his mind, contemporaneous with every thought, which furnishes 96 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the vestment of the thought. Hence good writing and brilliant discourse are perpetual allegories. " From this he argues that country life is a great advantage to a powerful mind, inasmuch as it furnishes a greater number of these material images. They cannot be summoned at will, but they present themselves when great exigencies call for them. " The poet, the orator, bred in the woods, whose senses have been nourished by their fair and appeas ing changes, year after year, without design and with out heed, shall not lose their lesson altogether, in the roar of cities or the broil of politics. Long here after, amidst agitations and terror in national coun cils, in the hour of revolution, these solemn images shall reappear in their morning lustre, as fit symbols and words of the thought which the passing events shall awaken. At the call of a noble senti ment, again the woods wave, the pines murmur, the river rolls and shines, and the cattle low upon the mountains, as he saw and heard them in his infancy. And with these forms the spells of persuasion, the keys of power, are put into his hands." It is doing no wrong to this very eloquent and beautiful passage to say that it reminds us of certain lines in one of the best known poems of Wordsworth : " These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me "NATURE." 97 As is a landscape to a blind man s eye ; But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness sensations sweet Felt hi the blood and felt along the heart." It is needless to quote the whole passage. The poetry of Wordsworth may have suggested the prose of Emerson, but the prose loses nothing by the comparison. In Discipline, which is his next subject, he "< treats of the influence of Nature in educating the intellect, the moral sense, and the will. Man is enlarged and the universe .lessened and brought within his grasp, because " Time and space relations vanish as laws are known." " The moral law lies at the centre of Na ture and radiates to the circumference." " All things with which we deal preach to us. What is a farm but a mute gospel ? " " From the child s successive possession of his several senses up to the hour when he sayeth, Thy will be done ! he is learning the secret that he can reduce under his will, not only par ticular events, but great classes, nay, the whole series of events, and so conform all facts to his character." The unity in variety which meets us every where is again referred to. He alludes to the ministry of our friendships to our education. When a friend has done for our education in the way of filling our minds with sweet and solid 98 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. wisdom "it is a sign to us that his office is closing, and he is commonly withdrawn from our sight in a short time." This thought was probably suggested by the death of his brother Charles, which occurred a few months before "Nature" was published. He had already spoken in the first chapter of this little book as if from some recent experience of his own, doubt less the same bereavement. " To a man labor ing under calamity, the heat of his own fire hath sadness in it. Then there is a kind of contempt of the landscape felt by him who has just lost by death a dear friend. The sky is less grand as it shuts down over less worth in the popula tion." This was the first effect of the loss ; but after a time he recognizes a superintending power which orders events for us in wisdom which we could not see at first. The chapter on Idealism must be read by all who believe themselves capable of abstract thought, if they would not fall under the judg ment of Turgot, which Emerson quotes : " He that has never doubted the existence of matter may be assured he has no aptitude for meta physical inquiries." The most essential state ment is this : " It is a sufficient account of that Appearance we call the World, that God will teach a human mind, and so makes it the receiver of a certain number of "NATUEE." 99 congruent sensations, which we call sun and moon, man and woman, house and trade. In my utter im potence to test the authenticity of the report of my senses, to know whether the impressions they make on me correspond with outlying objects, what dif ference does it make, whether Orion is up there in Heaven, or some god paints the image in the firma ment of the Soul ? " We need not follow the thought through the argument from illusions, like that when we look at the shore from a moving ship, and others which cheat the senses by false appearances. The poet animates Nature with his own thoughts, perceives the affinities between Nature and the soul, with Beauty as his main end. The philosopher pursues Truth, but, " not less than the poet, postpones the apparent order and rela tion of things to the empire of thought." Re ligion and ethics agree with all lower culture in degrading Nature and suggesting its dependence on Spirit. " The devotee flouts Nature." " Plotinus was ashamed of his body." " Michael Angelo said of external beauty, it is the frail and weary weed, in which God dresses the soul, which He has called into time/ " Emerson would not undervalue Nature as looked at through the senses and " the unrenewed understanding." " I have no hostility to Nature," he says, "but a child s love of it. I expand and live in the warm 100 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. day like corn and melons." But, "seen in the light of thought, the world always is phenom enal ; and virtue subordinates it to the mind. Idealism sees the world in God," as one vast picture, which God paints on the instant eternity, for the contemplation of the soul. The unimaginative reader is likely to find himself off soundings in the next chapter, which has for its title Spirit. Idealism only denies the existence of matter ; it does not satisfy the demands of the spirit. " It leaves God out of me." Of these three questions, What is matter ? Whence is it ? Where to ? The ideal theory answers the first only. The reply is that matter is a phenome non, not a substance. " But when we come to inquire Whence is matter ? and Whereto ? many truths arise to us out of the re cesses of consciousness. We learn that the highest is present to the soul of man, that the dread universal essence, which is not wisdom, or love, or beauty, or power, but all in one, and each entirely, is that for which all things exist, and that by which they are ; that spirit creates ; that behind nature, throughout nature, spirit is present ; that spirit is one and not compound ; that spirit does not act upon us from without, that is, in space and time, but spiritually, or through ourselves." "As a plant upon the earth, BO a man rests upon the bosom of God ; he is nour- "NATURE." 101 ished by unfailing fountains, and draws, at his need, inexhaustible power." Man may have access to the entire mind of the Creator, himself become a " creator in the fin ite." "As we degenerate, the contrast between us and our house is more evident. We are as much stran gers in nature as we are aliens from God. We do not understand the notes of birds. The fox and the deer run away from us; the bear and the tiger rend us." All this has an Old Testament sound as of a lost Paradise. In the next chapter he dreams of Paradise regained. This next and last chapter is entitled Pros pects. He begins with a bold claim for the prov ince of intuition as against induction, underval uing the " half sight of science " as against the " untaught sallies of the spirit," the surmises and vaticinations of the mind, the " imperfect theories, and sentences which contain glimpses of truth." In a word, he would have us leave the laboratory and its crucibles for the sibyl s cave and its tripod. We can all or most of us, certainly recognize something of truth, much of imagination, and more of danger in speculations of this sort. They belong to vis ionaries and to poets. Emerson feels distinctly enough that he is getting into the realm of 102 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. poetry. He quotes five beautiful verses from George Herbert s " Poem on Man." Presently he is himself taken off his feet into the air of song, and finishes his Essay with " some tradi tions of man and nature which a certain poet sang to me." "A man is a god in ruins." " Man is the dwarf of himself. Once he was permeated and dissolved by spirit. He filled nature with his overflowing currents. Out from him sprang the sun and moon ; from man the sun, from woman the moon." But he no longer fills the mere shell he had made for himself ; " he is shrunk to a drop." Still something of ele mental power remains to him. " It is instinct." Such teachings he got from his " poet." It is a kind of New England Genesis in place of the Old Testament one. We read in the Sermon on the Mount : " Be ye therefore perfect as your Father in Heaven is perfect." The discourse which comes to us from the Trimount oracle commands us, " Build, therefore, your own world. As fast as you conform your life to the pure idea in your mind, that will unfold its great pro portions." The seer of Patmos foretells a heav enly Jerusalem, of which he says, " There shall in no wise enter into it anything that defileth." The sage of Concord foresees a new heaven on earth. " A correspondent revolution in things will attend the influx of the spirit. So fast wil] "NATURE." 103 disagreeable appearances, swine, spiders, snakes, pests, mad-houses, prisons, enemies, vanish ; they are temporary and shall be no more seen." It may be remembered that Calvin, in his Commentary on the New Testament, stopped when he came to the book of the " Revelation." He found it full of difficulties which he did not care to encounter. Yet, considered only as a poem, the vision of St. John is full of noble im agery and wonderful beauty. " Nature " is the Book of Revelation of our Saint Radulphus. It has its obscurities, its extravagances, but as a poem it is noble and inspiring. It was objected to on the score of its pantheistic character, as Wordsworth s " Lines composed near Tintern Abbey " had been long before. But here and there it found devout readers who were capti vated by its spiritual elevation and great poet ical beauty, among them one who wrote of it in the " Democratic Review " in terms of enthusi astic admiration. Mr. Bowen, the Professor of Natural Theol ogy and Moral Philosophy in Harvard Univer sity, treated this singular semi - philosophical, semi-poetical little book in a long article in the "Christian Examiner," headed "Transcenden talism," and published in the January number for 1837. The acute and learned Professor 104 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. meant to deal fairly with his subject. But if one has ever seen a sagacious pointer making the acquaintance of a box-tortoise, he will have an idea of the relations between the reviewer and the reviewed as they appear in this article. The professor turns the book over and over, in spects it from plastron to carapace, so to speak, and looks for openings everywhere, sometimes successfully, sometimes in vain. He finds good writing and sound philosophy, passages of great force and beauty of expression, marred by ob scurity, under assumptions and faults of style. He was not, any more than the rest of us, accli mated to the Emersonian atmosphere, and after some not unjust or unkind comments with which many readers will heartily agree, confesses his bewilderment, saying: " On reviewing what we have already said of this singular work, the criticism seems to be couched in contradictory terms ; we can only allege in excuse the fact that the book is a contradiction in itself." Carlyle says in his letter of February 13, 1837: " Your little azure-colored Nature gave me true satisfaction. I read it, and then lent it about to all my acquaintance that had a sense for such things ; from whom a similar verdict always came back. You say it is the first chapter of something greater. I call it rather the Foundation and Ground-plan OD "NATURE." 105 which you may build whatsoever of great and true has been given you to build. It is the true Apocalypse, this when the * Open Secret becomes revealed to a man. I rejoice much in the glad serenity of soul with which you look out 011 this wondrous Dwelling- place of yours and mine, with an ear for the Ewigen Melodien, which pipe in the winds round us 9 and utter themselves forth in all sounds and sights and things ; not to be written down by gamut-ma chinery ; but which all right writing is a kind of at tempt to write down." The first edition of "Nature" had prefixed to it the following words from Plotinus : " Na ture is but an image or imitation of wisdom, the last thing of the soul ; Nature being a thing which doth only do, but not know." This is omitted in after editions, and in its place we read: " A subtle chain of countless rings The next unto the farthest brings ; The eye reads omens where it goes, And speaks all languages the rose ; And striving to be man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form." The copy of " Nature " from which I take these lines, his own, of course, like so many others which he prefixed to his different Essays, was printed in the year 1849, ten years before the publication of Darwin s " Origin of Species," twenty years and more before the publication of 106 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " The Descent of Man." But the " Vestiges of Creation," published in 1844, had already pop ularized the resuscitated theories of Lamarck. It seems as if Emerson had a warning from the poetic instinct which, when it does not precede the movement of the scientific intellect, is the first to catch the hint of its discoveries. There is nothing more audacious in the poet s concep tion of the worm looking up towards humanity, than the naturalist s theory that the progenitor of the human race was an acephalous mollusk. "I will not be sworn," says Benedick, "but love may transform me to an oyster." For " love " read science. Unity in variety, "il piunell uno" symbolism of Nature and its teachings, generation of phe nomena, appearances, from spirit, to which they correspond and which they obey ; evolution of the best and elimination of the worst as the law of being ; all this and much more may be found in the poetic utterances of this slender Essay. It fell like an aerolite, unasked for, un accounted for, unexpected, almost unwelcome, a stumbling-block to be got out of the well-trod den highway of New England scholastic intelli gence. But here and there it found a reader to whom it was, to borrow, with slight changes, its own quotation, " The golden key Which opes the palace of eternity," "THE AMERICAN SCHOLAR." 107 inasmuch as it carried upon its face the highest certificate of truth, because it animated them, to create a new world for themselves through the purification of their own souls. Next to "Nature" in the series of his collected publications comes " The American Scholar. An Oration delivered before the Phi Beta Kappa Society at Cambridge, August 31, 1837." The Society known by these three letters, long a mystery to the uninitiated, but which, filled out and interpreted, signify that philosophy is the guide of life, is one of long standing, the annual meetings of which have called forth the best ef forts of many distinguished scholars and think ers. Rarely has any one of the annual addresses been listened to with such profound attention and interest. Mr. Lowell says of it, that its de livery " was an event without any former par allel in our literary annals, a scene to be always treasured in the memory for its picturesqueness and its inspiration. What crowded and breath less aisles, what windows clustering with eager heads, what enthusiasm of approval, what grim silence of foregone dissent ! " Mr. Cooke says truly of this oration, that nearly all his leading ideas found expression in it. This was to be expected in an address delivered before such an audience. Every real thinker s 108 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. world of thought has its centre in a few for mulae, about which they revolve as the planets circle round the sun which cast them off. But those who lost themselves now and then in the pages of " Nature " will find their way clearly enough through those of " The American Schol ar." It is a plea for generous culture ; for the development of all the faculties, many of which tend to become atrophied by the exclusive pur suit of single objects of thought. It begins with a note like a trumpet call. " Thus far," he says, " our holiday has been simply a friendly sign of the survival of the love of letters amongst a people too busy to give to letters any more. As such it is precious as the sign of an indestructible instinct. Perhaps the time is already come when it ought to be, and will be, something else ; when the sluggard intellect of this continent will look from un der its iron lids and fill the postponed expectations of the world with something better than the exertions of mechanical skill. Our day of dependence, our long apprenticeship to the learning of other lands, draws to a close. The millions that around us are rushing into life cannot always be fed on the sere remains of foreign harvests. Events, actions arise, that must be sung, that will sing themselves. Who can doubt that poetry will revive and lead in a new age, as the star in the constellation Harp, which now flames in our zenith, astronomers announce shall one day be the pole-star for a thousand years ? " "TEE AMERICAN SCHOLAR." 109 Emerson finds his text in the old fable which tells that Man, as he was in the beginning, was divided into men, as the hand was divided into fingers, the better to answer the end of his being. The fable covers the doctrine that there is One Man; present to individuals only in a partial manner ; and that we must take the whole of so ciety to find the whole man. Unfortunately the unit has been too minutely subdivided, and many faculties are practically lost for want of use. " The state of society is one in which the mem bers have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking monsters, a good finger, a neck, a stomach, an elbow, but never a man. . . . Man is thus metamorphosed into a thing, into many things. . . . The priest becomes a form ; the attorney a statute book ; the mechanic a machine; the sailor a rope of the ship." This complaint is by no means a new one. Scaliger says, as quoted by omnivorous old Bur ton: " Nequaquam nos homines sumus sed par- tes hominis." The old illustration of this used to be found in pin-making. It took twenty dif ferent workmen to make a pin, beginning with drawing the wire and ending with sticking in the paper. Each expert, skilled in one small per formance only, was reduced to a minute fraction of a fraction of humanity. If the complaint 110 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. was legitimate in Scaliger s time, it was better founded half a century ago when Mr. Emerson found cause for it. It has still more serious significance to-day, when in every profession, in every branch of human knowledge, special ac quirements, special skill have greatly tended to limit the range of men s thoughts and working faculties. " In this distribution of functions the scholar is the delegated intellect. In the right state he is Man thinking. In the degenerate state, when the victim of society, he tends to become a mere thinker, or still worse, the parrot of other men s thinking. In this view of him, as Man thinking, the theory of his office is contained. Him Nature solicits with all her placid, all her monitory pictures; him the past instructs; him the future invites." Emerson proceeds to describe and illustrate the influences of nature upon the mind, return ing to the strain of thought with which his pre vious Essay has made us familiar. He next con siders the influence of the past, and especially of books as the best type of that influence. " Books are the best of things well used ; abused among the worst." It is hard to distil what is already a quintessence without loss of what is just as good as the product of our labor. A sentence or two may serve to give an impression of the epigrammatic wisdom of his counsel. " THE AMERICAN SCHOLAR." Ill " Each age must write its own books, or, rather, each generation for the next succeeding. The books of an older period will not fit this." When a book has gained a certain hold on the mind, it is liable to become an object of idol atrous regard. " Instantly the book becomes noxious : the guide ia a tyrant. The sluggish and perverted mind of the multitude, slow to open to the incursions of reason, having once so opened, having received this book, stands upon it and makes an outcry if it is dispar aged. Colleges are built on it. Books are written on it by thinkers, not by Man thinking ; by men of talent, that is, who start wrong, who set out from ac cepted dogmas, not from their own sight of princi ples. Meek young men grow up in libraries, believing it their duty to accept the views which Cicero, which Locke, which Bacon have given ; forgetful that Cicero, Locke, and Bacon were only young men in libraries when they wrote these books. One must be an in ventor to read well. As the proverb says, He that would bring home the wealth of the Indies must carry out the wealth of the Indies. When the mind is braced by labor and invention, the page of what ever book we read becomes luminous with manifold allusion. Every sentence is doubly significant, and the sense of our author is as broad as the world." It is not enough that the scholar should be a student of nature and of books. He must take a part in the affairs of the world about him. 112 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Action is with the scholar subordinate, but it is essential. Without it he is not yet man. Without it thought can never ripen into truth. The true scholar grudges every opportunity of action past by, as a loss of power. It is the raw material out of which the intellect moulds her splendid products. A strange process, too, this by which experience is con verted into thought as a mulberry leaf is converted into satin. The manufacture goes forward at all hours." Emerson does not use the words " unconscious cerebration," but these last words describe the process in an unmistakable way. The beautiful paragraph in which he pictures the transforma tion, the transfiguration of experience, closes with a sentence so thoroughly characteristic, so Emersonially Emersonian, that I fear some read ers who thought they were his disciples when they came to it went back and walked no more with him, at least through the pages of this dis course. The reader shall have the preceding sentence to prepare him for the one referred to. " There is no fact, no event in our private history, which shall not, sooner or later, lose its adhesive, inert form, and astonish us by soaring from our body into the empyrean. " Cradle and infancy, school and playground, the fear of boys, and dogs, and ferules, the love of little maids and berries, and many another fact that once " TEE AMERICAN SCHOLAR." 113 Blled the whole sky, are gone already ; friend and relative, profession and party, town and country, nation and world must also soar and sing." Having spoken of the education of the scholar by nature, by books, by action, he speaks of the scholar s duties. " They may all," he says, " be comprised in self -trust." We have to remember that the self he means is the highest self, that consciousness which he looks upon as open to the influx of the divine essence from which it came, and towards which all its upward tenden cies lead, always aspiring, never resting ; as he sings in " The Sphinx " : " The heavens that now draw him With sweetness untold, Once found, for new heavens He spurneth the old." " First one, then another, we drain all cisterns, and waxing greater by all these supplies, we crave a bet ter and more abundant food. The man has never lived that can feed us ever. The human mind can not be enshrined in a person who shall set a barrier on any one side to this unbounded, unboundable em pire. It is one central fire, which, flaming now out of the lips of Etna, lightens the Capes of Sicily, and now out of the throat of Vesuvius, illuminates the towers and vineyards of Naples. It is one light which beams out of a thousand stars. It is one soul which ani mates all men." a 114 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. And so he comes to the special application of the principles he has laid down to the American scholar of to-day. He does not spare his cen sure ; he is full of noble trust and manly cour age. Very refreshing it is to remember in this day of specialists, when the walking fraction of humanity he speaks of would hardly include a whole finger, but rather confine itself to the sin gle joint of the finger, such words as these : " The scholar is that man who must take up into himself all the ability of the time, all the contributions of the past, all the hopes of the future. He must be a university of knowledges. . . . We have listened too long to the courtly muses of Europe. The spirit of the American freeman is already suspected to be timid, imitative, tame. The scholar is decent, indolent, com plaisant. The mind of this country, taught to aim at low objects, eats upon itself. There is no work for any but the decorous and the complaisant." The young men of promise are discouraged and disgusted. " What is the remedy ? They did not yet see, and thousands of young men as hopeful now crowding to the barriers for the career do not yet see, that if the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, *nd there abide, the huge world will come round to him." Each man must be a unit, must yield that peculiar fruit which he was created to bear. "THE AMERICAN SCHOLAR." 115 " "We will walk on our own feet ; we will work with our own hands ; we will speak our own minds. A nation of men will for the first time exist, because each believes himself inspired by the Divine Soul which also inspires all men." This grand Oration was our intellectual Dec laration of Independence. Nothing like it had been heard in the halls of Harvard since Sam uel Adams supported the affirmative of the ques tion, " Whether it be lawful to resist the chief magistrate, if the commonwealth cannot other wise be preserved." It was easy to find fault with an expression here and there. The dignity, not to say the formality of an Academic assembly was startled by the realism that looked for the infinite in " the meal in the firkin ; the milk in the pan." They could understand the deep thoughts suggested by " the meanest flower that blows," but these domestic illustrations had a kind of nursery homeliness about them which the grave professors and sedate clergymen were unused to expect on so stately an occasion. But the young men went out from it as if a prophet had been proclaiming to them " Thus saith the Lord." No listener ever forgot that Address, and among all the noble utterances of the speaker it may be questioned if one ever contained more truth in language more like that of immediate jnspiration. CHAPTER V. 1838-1843. ^ET. 35-40. 1. Divinity School Address. Correspondence. Lectures on Human Life. Letters to James Freeman Clarke. Dartmouth College Address : Literary Ethics. Waterville College Address: The Method of Nature. Other Ad dresses : Man the Reformer. Lecture on the Times. The Conservative. The Transcendental ist. Boston " Transcendentalism." " The Dial." Brook Farm. 2. First Series of Essays published. Contents : History, Self-Reliance, Compensation, Spiritual Laws, Love, Friend ship, Prudence, Heroism, The Oversoul, Circles, Intellect, Art. Emerson s Account of his Mode of Life in a Letter to Carlyle. Death of Emerson s Son. Threnody. 1. ON Sunday evening, July 15, 1838, Em erson delivered an Address before the Senior Class in Divinity College, Cambridge, which caused a profound sensation in religious circles, and led to a controversy, in which Emerson had little more than the part of Patroclus when the Greeks and Trojans fought over his body. In its simplest and broadest statement this discourse was a/plea for the individual consciousness as against all historical creeds, bibles, churches ; for the soul as the supreme judge in spiritual matters. He begins with a beautiful picture which must DIVINITY SCHOOL ADDRESS. 117 be transferred without the change of an expres sion : " In this refulgent Summer, it has been a luxury to draw the breath of life. The grass grows, the buds burst, the meadow is spotted with fire and gold in the tint of flowers. The air is full of birds, and sweet with the breath of the pine, the balm of Gilead, and the new hay. Night brings no gloom to the heart with its welcome shade. Through the transparent darkness the stars pour their almost spiritual rays. Man under them seems a young child, and his huge globe a toy. The cool night bathes the world as with a river, and prepares his eyes again for the crimson dawn." How softly the phrases of the gentle icono clast steal upon the ear, and how they must have hushed the questioning audience into pleased at tention ! The " Song of Songs, which is Solo mon s," could not have wooed the listener more sweetly. " Thy lips drop as the honeycomb : honey and milk are under thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Leb anon." And this was the prelude of a discourse which, when it came to be printed, fared at the hands of many a theologian, who did not think himself a bigot, as the roll which Baruch wrote with ink from the words of Jeremiah fared at the hands of Jehoiakim, the King of Judah. He listened while Jehudi read the opening passages. 118 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. But " when Jehudi had read three or four leaves he cut it with the penknife, and cast it into the fire that was on the hearth, until all the roll was consumed in the fire that was on the hearth." Such was probably the fate of many a copy of this famous discourse. It is reverential, but it is also revolutionary. The file-leaders of Unitarianism drew back in dismay, and the ill names which had often been applied to them were now heard from their own lips as befitting this new heresy ; if so mild a re proach as that of heresy belonged to this alarm ing manifesto. And yet, so changed is the whole aspect of the theological world since the time when that discourse was delivered that it is read as calmly to-day as a common " Election Ser mon," if such are ever read at all. A few ex tracts, abstracts, and comments may give the reader who has not the Address before him some idea of its contents and its tendencies. The material universe, which he has just pic tured in its summer beauty, deserves our admi ration. But when the mind opens and reveals the laws which govern the world of phenomena, it shrinks into a mere fable and illustration of this mind. What am I ? What is ? are ques tions always asked, never fully answered. We would study and admire forever. But above intellectual curiosity, there is the DIVINITY SCHOOL ADDRESS. 119 sentiment of virtue. Man is born for the good, for the perfect, low as he now lies in evil and weakness. " The sentiment of virtue is a rever ence and delight in the presence of certain di vine laws. These laws refuse to be adequately stated. They elude our persevering thought; yet we read them hourly in each other s faces, in each other s actions, in our own remorse. The intuition of the moral sentiment is an in sight of the perfection of the laws of the soul. These laws execute themselves. As we are, so we associate. The good, by affinity, seek the good; the vile, by affinity, the vile. Thus, of their own volition, souls proceed into heaven, into hell." These facts, Emerson says, have always sug gested to man that the world is the product not of manifold power, but of one will, of one mind, that one mind is everywhere active. " All things proceed out of the same spirit, and all things conspire with it." While a man seeks good ends, nature helps him ; when he seeks other ends, his being shrinks, " he becomes less and less, a mote, a point, until absolute badness is absolute death." " When he says I ought ; when love warms him ; when he chooses, warned from on high, the good and great deed ; then deep melodies wander through his soul from Su preme Wisdom." 120 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " This sentiment lies at the foundation of society and successively creates all forms of worship. This thought dwelled always deepest in the minds of men in the devout and contemplative East ; not alone in Palestine, where it reached its purest expression, but in Egypt, in Persia, in India, in China. Europe has always owed to Oriental genius its divine im pulses. What these holy bards said, all sane men found agreeable and true. And the unique impres sion of Jesus upon mankind, whose name is not so much written as ploughed into the history of this world, is proof of the subtle virtue of this infusion." But this truth cannot be received at second hand ; it is an intuition. What another an nounces, I must find true in myself, or I must reject it. If the word of another is taken in stead of this primary faith, the church, the state, art, letters, life, all suffer degradation, " the doctrine of inspiration is lost ; the base doctrine of the majority of voices usurps the place of the doctrine of the soul." The following extract will show the view that he takes of Christianity and its Founder, and sufficiently explain the antagonism called forth by the discourse : " Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of proph ets. He saw with open eye the mystery of the soul Drawn by its severe harmony, ravished with its beauty, he lived in it, and had his being there. Alone DIVINITY SCHOOL ADDRESS. 121 in all history he estimated the greatness of man. One man was true to what is in you and me. He saw that God incarnates himself in man, and evermore goes forth anew to take possession of his World. He said, in this jubilee of sublime emotion, 4 1 am Di vine. Through me God acts ; through me, speaks. Would you see God, see me ; or see thee, when thou also thinkest as I now think. But what a distortion did his doctrine and memory suffer in the same, in the next, and the following ages ! There is no doctrine of the Reason which will bear to be taught by the Understanding. The understanding caught this high chant from the poet s lips, and said, in the next age, 4 This was Jehovah come down out of heaven. I will kill you if you say he was a man. The idioms of his language and the figures of his rhetoric have usurped the place of his truth ; and churches are not built on his principles, but on his tropes. Christianity became a Mythus, as the poetic teaching of Greece and of Egypt, before. He spoke of Miracles ; for he felt that man s life was a miracle, and all that man doth, and he knew that this miracle shines as the character ascends. But the word Miracle, as pro nounced by Christian churches, gives a false impres sion j it is Monster. It is not one with the blowing clover and the falling rain." He proceeds to point out what he considers the great defects of historical Christianity. It has exaggerated the personal, the positive, the rik ual. It has wronged mankind by monopolizing 122 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. all virtues for the Christian name. It is only by his holy thoughts that Jesus serves us. " To aim to convert a man by miracles is a profana tion of the soul." The preachers do a wrong to Jesus by removing him from our human sympa thies ; they should not degrade his life and dia logues by insulation and peculiarity. Another defect of the traditional and limited way of using the mind of Christ is that the Moral Nature the Law of Laws is not ex plored as the fountain of the established teach ing in society. "Men have come to speak of the revelation as somewhat long ago given and done, as if God were dead." " The soul is not preached. The church seems to totter to its fall, almost all life extinct. The stationari- ness of religion; the assumption that the age of inspiration is past ; that the Bible is closed ; the fear of degrading the character of Jesus by representing him as a man ; indicate with suffi cient clearness the falsehood of our theology. It is the office of a true teacher to show us that God is, not was ; that he speaketh, not spake. The true Christianity a faith like Christ s in the infinitude of Man is lost." When Emerson came to what his earlier an cestors would have called the " practical appli cation," some of his young hearers must have been startled at the style of his address. DIVINITY SCHOOL ADDRESS. 123 "Yourself a new-born bard of the Holy Ghost, cast behind you all conformity, and ac quaint men at first hand with Deity. Look to it first and only, that fashion, custom, authority, pleasure, and money are nothing to you, are not bandages over your eyes, that you cannot see, but live with the privilege of the immeas urable mind." Emerson recognizes two inestimable advan tages as the gift of Christianity ; first the Sab bath, hardly a Christian institution, and secondly the institution of preaching. He spoke not only eloquently, but with every evidence of deep sincerity and conviction. He had sacrificed an enviable position to tha^ inner voice of duty which he now proclaimed as the sovereign law over all written or spoken words. But he was as sailing the cherished beliefs of those before him, and of Christendom generally ; not with hard or bitter words, not with sarcasm or levity, rather as one who felt himself charged with a message from the same divinity who had inspired the prophets and evangelists of old with whatever truth was in their messages. He might be wrong, but his words carried the evidence of his own serene, unshaken confidence that the spirit of all truth was with him. Some of his audi ence, at least, must have felt the contrast be tween his utterances and the formal discourses 124 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. they had so long listened to, and said to them, selves, " he speaks c as one having authority, and not as the Scribes. " Such teaching, however, could not be suffered to go unchallenged. Its doctrines were repu diated in the " Christian Examiner," the lead ing organ of the Unitarian denomination. The Rev. Henry Ware, greatly esteemed and hon ored, whose colleague he had been, addressed a letter to him, in which he expressed the feeling that some of the statements of Emerson s dis course would tend to overthrow the authority and influence of Christianity. To this note Em erson returned the following answer : " What you say about the discourse at Divinity College is just what I might expect from your truth and charity, combined with your known opinions. I am not a stick or a stone, as one said in the old time, and could not but feel pain in saying some things in that place and presence which I supposed would meet with dissent, I may say, of dear friends and benefac tors of mine. Yet, as my conviction is perfect in the substantial truth of the doctrines of this discourse, and is not very new, you will see at once that it must appear very important that it be spoken ; and I thought I could not pay the nobleness of my friends so mean a compliment as to suppress my opposition to their supposed views, out of fear of offence. I would rather say to them, these things look thus to CORRESPONDENCE. 125 me, to you otherwise. Let us say our uttermost word, and let the all-pervading truth, as it surely will, judge between us. Either of us would, I doubt not, be willingly apprised of his error. Meantime, I shall be admonished by this expression of your thought, to revise with greater care the address, before it is printed (for the use of the class) : and I heartily thank you for this expression of your tried toleration and love." Dr. Ware followed up his note with a sermon, preached on the 23d of September, in which he dwells especially on the necessity of adding the idea of personality to the abstractions of Emer son s philosophy, and sent it to him with a letter, the kindness and true Christian spirit of which were only what were inseparable from all the thoughts and feelings of that most excellent and truly apostolic man. To this letter Emerson sent the following re ply: CONCORD, October 8, 1838. MY DEAR SIR, I ought sooner to have acknowl edged your kind letter of last week, and the ser mon it accompanied. The letter was right manly and noble. The sermon, too, I have read with atten tion. If it assails any doctrine of mine, perhaps I am not so quick to see it as writers generally, certainly I did not feel any disposition to depart from my habitual contentment, that you should say four thought, whilst I say mine. I believe I must 126 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. tell you what I think of my new position. It strikes me very oddly that good and wise men at Cambridge and Boston should think of raising me into an ob ject of criticism. I have always been from my very incapacity of methodical writing a char tered libertine, free to worship and free to rail, lucky when I could make myself understood, but never esteemed near enough to the institutions and mind of society to deserve the notice of the masters of literature and religion. I have appreciated fully the advantages of my position, for I well know there is no scholar less willing or less able than myself to be a polemic. I could not give an account of myself, if challenged. I could not possibly give you one of the arguments you cruelly hint at, on which any doctrine of mine stands; for I do not know what arguments are in reference to any expression of a thought. I delight in telling what I think ; but if you ask me how I dare say so, or why it is so, I am the most helpless of mortal men. I do not even see that either of these questions admits of an answer. So that in the present droll posture of my affairs, when I see myself suddenly raised to the importance of a heretic, I am very uneasy when I advert to the supposed duties of such a personage, who is to make good his thesis against all comers. I certainly shall do no such thing. I shall read what you and other good men write, as I have always done, glad when you speak my thoughts, and skipping the page that has nothing for me. I shall go on just as before, seeing whatever I can, and telling what I see ; and, LECTURES ON HUMAN LIFE. 127 1 suppose, with the same fortune that has hitherto attended me, the joy of finding that my abler and better brothers, who work with the sympathy of so ciety, loving and beloved, do now and then unex pectedly confirm my conceptions, and find my non sense is only their own thought in motley, and so I am your affectionate servant," etc. The controversy which followed is a thing of the past ; Emerson took no part in it, and we need not return to the discussion. He knew his office and has defined it in the clearest manner in the letter just given, " Seeing whatever I can, and telling what I see." But among his listeners and readers was a man of very dif ferent mental constitution, not more indepen dent or fearless, but louder and more combat ive, whose voice soon became heard and whose strength soon began to be felt in the long battle between the traditional and immanent inspira tion, Theodore Parker. If Emerson was the moving spirit, he was the right arm in the con flict, which in one form or another has been waged up to the present day. In the winter of 1838-39 Emerson delivered his usual winter course of Lectures. He names them in a letter to Carlyle as follows: "Ten Lectures : I. The Doctrine of the Soul ; II. Home ; III. The School ; IV. Love ; V. Gen ius ; VI. The Protest , VII. Tragedy ; VIIL 128 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Comedy; IX. Duty; X. Demonology. I de signed to add two more, but my lungs played me false with unseasonable inflammation, so I discoursed no more on Human Life." Two or three of these titles only are prefixed to his pub lished Lectures or Essays; Love, in the first volume of Essays ; Demonology in " Lectures and Biographical Sketches ; " and " The Comic " in " Letters and Social Aims." I owe the privilege of making use of the two following letters to my kind and honored friend, James Freeman Clarke. The first letter was accompanied by the Poem "The Humble-bee," which was first published by Mr. Clarke in the "Western Messenger," from the autograph copy, which begins "Fine humble-bee ! fine humble-bee ! " and has a num ber of other variations from the poem as printed in his collected works. CONCORD, December 7, 1838. MY DEAR SIR, Here are the verses. They have pleased some of my friends, and so may please some of your readers, and you asked me in the spring if I had n t somewhat to contribute to your journal. I remember in your letter you mentioned the remark of some friend of yours that the verses, " Take, O take those lips away," were not Shakspeare s ; I think they are. Beaumont, nor Fletcher, nor both together frere ever, I think, visited by such a starry gleam a* LETTERS TO JAMES FREEMAN CLARKE. 129 that stanza. I know it is in " Hollo," but it is in " Measure for Measure " also ; and I remember no ticing that the Malones, and Stevens, and critical gentry were about evenly divided, these for Shak- speare, and those for Beaumont and Fletcher. But the internal evidence is all for one, none for the other. If he did not write it, they did not, and we shall have some fourth unknown singer. What care we who sung this or that. It is we at last who sing. Your friend and servant, R. W. EMERSON. TO JAMES FREEMAN CLARKE. CONCORD, February 27, 1839. MY DEAR SIR, I am very sorry to have made you wait so long for an answer to your flattering re quest for two such little poems. You are quite wel come to the lines " To the Rhodora ; " but I think they need the superscription [" Lines on being asked Whence is the Flower ? "]. Of the other verses ["Good-by proud world," etc.] I send you a cor rected copy, but I wonder so much at your wishing to print them that I think you must read them once again with your critical spectacles before they go fur ther. They were written sixteen years ago, when I kept school in Boston, and lived in a corner of Rox- bury called Canterbury. They have a slight misan thropy, a shade deeper than belongs to me ; and as it seems nowadays I am a philosopher and am grown to have opinions, I think they must have an apolo getic date, though I well know that poetry that needs a date is no poetry, and so you will wiselier suppress 9 130 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. them. I heartily wish I had any verses which with a clear mind I could send you in lieu of these juve nilities. It is strange, seeing the delight we take in verses, that we can so seldom write them, and so are not ashamed to lay up old ones, say sixteen years, in stead of improvising them as freely as the wind blows, whenever we and our brothers are attuned to music. I have heard of a citizen who made an an nual joke. I believe I have in April or May an an nual poetic conatus rather than afflatus, experiment ing to the length of thirty lines or so, if I may judge from the dates of the rhythmical scraps I detect among my MSS. I look upon this incontinence as merely the redundancy of a susceptibility to poetry which makes all the bards my daily treasures, and I can well run the risk of being ridiculous once a year for the benefit of happy reading all the other days. In regard to the Providence Discourse, I have no copy of it ; and as far as I remember its contents, I have since used whatever is striking in it ; but I will get the MS., if Margaret Fuller has it, and you shall have it if it will pass muster. I shall certainly avail myself of the good order you gave me for twelve copies of the " Carlyle Miscellanies," so soon as they appear. He, T. C., writes in excellent spirits of his American friends and readers. ... A new book, he writes, is growing in him, though not to begin until his spring lectures are over (which begin in May). Tour sister Sarah was kind enough to carry me the other day to see some pencil sketches done by Stuart Newton when in the Insane Hospital. They seemed DARTMOUTH COLLEGE ADDRESS. 131 to me to betray the richest invention, so rich as al most to say, why draw any line since you can draw all ? Genius has given you the freedom of the uni verse, why then come within any walls ? And this seems to be the old moral which we draw from our fable, read it how or where you will, that we cannot make one good stroke until we can make every pos sible stroke ; and when we can one, every one seems superfluous. I heartily thank you for the good wishes you send me to open the year, and I say them back again to you. Your field is a world, and all men are your spectators, and all men respect the true and great-hearted service you render. And yet it is not spectator nor spectacle that concerns either you or me. The whole world is sick of that very ail, of being seen, and of seemliness. It belongs to the brave now to trust themselves infinitely, and to sit and hearken alone. I am glad to see William Chan- ning is one of your coadjutors. Mrs. Jameson s new book, I should think, would bring a caravan of trav ellers, jesthetic, artistic, and what not, up your mighty stream, or along the lakes to Mackinaw. As I read I almost vowed an exploration, but I doubt if I ever get beyond the Hudson. Your affectionate servant, K. W. EMERSON. On the 24th of July, 1838, a little more than a week after the delivery of the Address before the Divinity School, Mr. Emerson delivered an Oration before the Literary Societies of Dart mouth College. If any rumor of the former 132 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. discourse had reached Dartmouth, the audience must have been prepared for a much more start ling performance than that to which they lis tened. The bold avowal which fluttered the dovecotes of Cambridge would have sounded like the crash of doom to the cautious old ten ants of the Hanover aviary. If there were any drops of false or questionable doctrine in the silver shower of eloquence under which they had been sitting, the plumage of orthodoxy glistened with unctuous repellents, and a shake or two on coming out of church left the sturdy old dog matists as dry as ever. Those who remember the Dartmouth College of that day cannot help smiling at the thought of the contrast in the way of thinking between the speaker and the larger part, or at least the older part, of his audience. President Lord was well known as the scriptural defender of the in stitution of slavery. Not long before a contro versy had arisen, provoked by the setting up of the Episcopal form of worship by one of the Professors, the most estimable and scholarly Dr. Daniel Oliver. Perhaps, however, the extreme difference between the fundamental conceptions of Mr. Emerson and the endemic orthodoxy of that place and time was too great for any hostile feeling to be awakened by the sweet-voiced and peaceful-mannered speaker. There is a kind of LITERARY ETHICS. 133 harmony between boldly contrasted beliefs like that between complementary colors. It is when two shades of the same color are brought side by side that comparison makes them odious to each other. Mr. Emerson could go anywhere and find willing listeners among those farthest in their belief from the views he held. Such was his simplicity of speech and manner, such his transparent sincerity, that it was next to im possible to quarrel with the gentle image-breaker. The subject of Mr. Emerson s Address is Lit erary JZthics. It is on the same lofty plane of sentiment and in the same exalted tone of elo quence as the Phi Beta Kappa Address. The word impassioned would seem misplaced, if ap plied to any of Mr. Emerson s orations. But these discourses were both written and delivered in the freshness of his complete manhood. They were produced at a time when his mind had learned its powers and the work to which it was called, in the struggle which freed him from the constraint of stereotyped confessions of faith and all peremptory external authority. It is not strange, therefore, to find some of his paragraphs glowing with heat and sparkling with imagina tive illustration. "Neither years nor books," he says, "have yet availed to extirpate a prejudice rooted in me, that a scholar is the favorite of Heaven and 134 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. earth, the excellency of his country, the happiest of men." And yet, he confesses that the schol ars of this country have not fulfilled the rea sonable expectation of mankind. " Men here, as elsewhere, are indisposed to innovation and prefer any antiquity, any usage, any livery pro ductive of ease or profit, to the unproductive service of thought." For all this he offers those correctives which in various forms underlie all his teachings. " The resources of the scholar are proportioned to his confidence in the attri butes of the Intellect." New lessons of spirit ual independence, fresh examples and illustra tions, are drawn from history and biography. There is a passage here so true to nature that it permits a half page of quotation and a line or two of comment : " An intimation of these broad rights is familiar in the sense of injury which men feel in the assumption of any man to limit their possible progress. We re sent all criticism which denies us anything that lies in our line of advance. Say to the man of letters, that he cannot paint a Transfiguration, or build a steamboat, or be a grand-marshal, and he will not seem to himself depreciated. But deny to him any quality of literary or metaphysical power, and he is piqued. Concede to him genius, which is a sort of Btoical plenum annulling the comparative, and he is content ; but concede him talents never so rare, de nying him genius, and he is aggrieved." LITERARY ETHICS. 135 But it ought to be added that if the pleasure of denying the genius of their betters were de nied to the mediocrities, their happiness would be forever blighted. From the resources of the American Scholar Mr. Emerson passes to his tasks. Nature, as it seems to him, has never yet been truly studied. " Poetry has scarce chanted its first song. The perpetual admonition of Nature to us is, The world is new, untried. Do not believe the past. I give you the universe a virgin to-day. . And in the same way he would have the scholar look at history, at philosophy. The world belongs to the student, but he must put himself into har mony with the constitution of things. " He must embrace solitude as a bride." Not super- stitiously, but after having found out, as a little experience will teach him, all that society can do for him with its foolish routine. I have spoken of the exalted strain into which Mr. Emerson sometimes rises in the midst of his general se renity. Here is an instance of it : "You will hear every day the maxims of a low prudence. You will hear that the first duty is to get land and money, place and name. What is this truth you seek ? What is this beauty ? men will ask, with derision. If, nevertheless, God have called any of you to explore truth and beauty, be bold, be firm, be true. When you shall say, As others do, so 136 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. will I : I renounce, I am sorry for it, my early vis ions : I must eat the good of the land, and let learn ing and romantic expectations go, until a more con venient season ; then dies the man in you ; then once more perish the buds of art, and poetry, and sci ence, as they have died already in a thousand thou sand men. - Bend to the persuasion which is flowing to you from every object in nature, to be its tongue to the heart of man, and to show the besotted world how passing fair is wisdom. Why should you re nounce your right to traverse the starlit deserts of truth, for the premature comforts of an acre, house, and barn ? Truth also has its roof and bed and board. Make yourself necessary to the world, and mankind will give you bread ; and if not store of it, yet such as shall not take away your property in all men s possessions, in all men s affections, in art, in nature, and in hope." The next Address Emerson delivered was " The Method of Nature," before the Society of the Adelphi, in Waterville College, Maine, August 11, 1841. In writing to Carlyle on the 31st of July, he says : " As usual at this season of the year, I, incorrigible spouting Yankee, am writing an ora tion to deliver to the boys in one of our little country colleges nine days hence. . . . My whole philosophy which is very real teaches ac quiescence and optimism. Only when I see how much work is to be done, what room for a poet "THE METHOD OF NATURE." 137 for any spiritualist in this great, intelli gent, sensual, and avaricious America, I lament my fumbling fingers and stammering tongue." It may be remembered that Mr. Matthew Ar nold quoted the expression about America, which sounded more harshly as pronounced in a public lecture than as read in a private letter. The Oration shows the same vein of thought as the letter. Its title is " The Method of Na ture." He begins with congratulations on the enjoyments and promises of this literary Anni versary. " The scholars are the priests of that thought which establishes the foundations of the earth. " " We hear too much of the results of machinery, commerce, and the useful arts. We are a puny and a fickle folk. Avarice, hesitation, and following are our dis eases. The rapid wealth which hundreds in the com munity acquire in trade, or by the incessant expan sions of our population and arts, enchants the eyes of all the rest ; the luck of one is the hope of thousands, and the bribe acts like the neighborhood of a gold mine to impoverish the farm, the school, the church, the house, and the very body and feature of man." u Whilst the multitude of men degrade each other, and give currency to desponding doctrines, the scholar must be a bringer of hope, and must reinforce man against himself." I think we may detect more of the manner of 138 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Carlyle in this Address than in any of those which preceded it. " Why then goest thou as some Boswell or literary worshipper to this saint or to that ? That is the only lese-majesty. Here art thou with whom so long the universe travailed in labor ; darest thou think meanly of thyself whom the stalwart Fate brought forth to unite his ragged sides, to shoot the gulf, to reconcile the irreconcilable ? " That there is an " intimate divinity " which is the source of all true wisdom, that the duty of man is to listen to its voice and to follow it, that " the sanity of man needs the poise of this im manent force," that the rule is " Do what you know, and perception is converted into char acter," all this is strongly enforced and richly illustrated in this Oration. Just how easily it was followed by the audience, just how far they were satisfied with its large principles wrought into a few broad precepts, it would be easier at this time to ask than to learn. We notice not so much the novelty of the ideas to be found in this discourse on " The Method of Nature," as the pictorial beauty of their expression. The deep reverence which underlies all Emerson s specu lations is well shown in this paragraph : " We ought to celebrate this hour by expressions of manly joy. Not thanks, not prayer seem quite the highest or truest name for our communication with "THE METHOD OF NATURE." 139 the infinite, but glad and conspiring reception, reception that becomes giving in its turn as the re ceiver is only the All-Giver in part and in infancy." " It is God in us which checks the language of petition by a grander thought. In the bottom of the heart it is said : I am, and by me, O child ! this fair body and world of thine stands and grows. I am, all things are mine ; and all mine are thine. " We must not quarrel with his peculiar ex pressions. He says, in this same paragraph, " I cannot, nor can any man, speak precisely of things so sublime; but it seems to me the wit of man, his strength, his grace, his tendency, his art, is the grace and the presence of God. It is beyond explanation." " We can point nowhere to anything final ; but tendency appears on all hands ; planet, system, con stellation, total nature is growing like a field of maize in July ; is becoming somewhat else ; is in rapid metamorphosis. The embryo does not more strive to be man, than yonder burr of light we call a nebula tends to be a ring, a comet, a globe, and parent of new stars." " In short, the spirit and peculiarity of that impression nature makes on us is this, that it does not exist to any one, or to any number of partic ular ends, but to numberless and endless benefit ; that there is in it no private will, no rebel leaf or limb, but the whole is oppressed by one superincumbent tendency, obeys that redundancy or excess of life which in conscious beings we call ecstasy." 140 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Here is another of those almost lyrical pas, sages which seem too long for the music of rhythm and the resonance of rhyme. " The great Pan of old, who was clothed in a leop ard skin to signify the beautiful variety of things, and the firmament, his coat of stars, was but the repre sentative of thee, rich and various Man ! thou pal ace of sight and sound, carrying in thy senses the morning and the night and the unfathomable galaxy ; in thy brain the geometry of the City of God ; in thy heart the bower of love and the realms of right and wrong." His feeling about the soul, which has shown itself in many of the extracts already given, is summed up in the following sentence : "We cannot describe the natural history of the soul, but we know that it is divine. I cannot tell if these wonderful qualities which house to-day in this mortal frame shall ever reassemble in equal activity in a similar frame, or whether they have before had a natural history like that of this body you see before you ; but this one thing I know, that these qualities did not now begin to exist, cannot be sick with my sickness, nor buried in any grave ; but that they cir culate through the Universe : before the world was, they were." It is hard to see the distinction between the omnipresent Deity recognized in our formal con* OTHER ADDRESSES. 141 fessions of faith and the "pantheism" which is the object of dread to many of the faithful. But there are many expressions in this Address which must have sounded strangely and vaguely to his Christian audience. " Are there not mo* ments in the history of heaven when the human race was not counted by individuals, but was only the Influenced ; was God in distribution, God rushing into multiform benefit ? " It might be feared that the practical philanthropists would feel that they lost by his counsels. " The reforms whose fame now fills the land with Temperance, Anti-Slavery, Non-Resistance, No Gov ernment, Equal Labor, fair and generous as each appears, are poor bitter things when prosecuted for themselves as an end." "I say to you plainly there is no end to which your practical faculty can aim so sacred or so large, that if pursued for itself, will not at last become carrion and an offence to the nostril. The imaginative faculty of the soul must be fed with objects immense and eternal. Your end should be one inapprehensible to the senses ; then it will be a god, always approached, never touched ; always giving health." Nothing is plainer than that it was Emer son s calling to supply impulses and not meth ods. He was not an organizer, but a power be hind many organizers, inspiring them with lofty motive, giving breadth to their views, always 142 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. tending to become narrow through concentration on their special objects. The Oration we have been examining was delivered in the interval be tween the delivery of two Addresses, one called " Man the Keformer," and another called " Lec ture on the Times." In the first he preaches the dignity and virtue of manual labor; that " a man should have a farm, or a mechanical craft for his culture." That he cannot give up labor without suffering some loss of power. " How can the man who has learned but one art procure all the conveniences of life honestly ? Shall we say all we think ? Perhaps with his own hands. Let us learn the meaning of econ omy. Parched corn eaten to-day that I may have roast fowl to my dinner on Sunday is a baseness; but parched corn and a house with one apartment, that I may be free of all pertur bations, that I may be serene and docile to what the mind shall speak, and girt and road-ready for the lowest mission of knowledge or good will, is frugality for gods and heroes." This was what Emerson wrote in January, 1841. This " house with one apartment " was what Thoreau built with his own hands in 1845. In April of the former year, he went to live with Mr. Emerson, but had been on intimate terms with him previously to that time. Whether it was from him that Thoreau got the hint of "LECTURE ON THE TIMES." 143 the Walden cabin and the parched corn, or whether this idea was working in Thoreau s mind and was suggested to Emerson by him, is of no great consequence. Emerson, to whom he owed so much, may well have adopted some of those fancies which Thoreau entertained, and after wards worked out in practice. He was at the philanthropic centre of a good many movements which he watched others carrying out, as a calm and kindly spectator, without losing his common sense for a moment. It would never have oc curred to him to leave all the conveniences and comforts of life to go and dwell in a shanty, so as to prove to himself that he could live like a savage, or like his friends " Teague and his jade," as he called the man and brother and sister, more commonly known nowadays as Pat, or Patrick, and his old woman. " The Americans have many virtues," he says in this Address, " but they have not Faith and Hope." Faith and Hope, Enthusiasm and Love, are the burden of this Address. But he would regulate these qualities by " a great prospec tive prudence," which shall mediate between the spiritual and the actual world. In the " Lecture on the Times " he shows very clearly the effect which a nearer contact with the class of men and women who called them- ielves Reformers had upon him. 144 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " The Reforms have their high origin in an ideal justice, but they do not retain the purity of an idea. They are quickly organized in some low, inadequate form, and present no more poetic image to the mind than the evil tradition which they reprobated. They mix the fire of the moral sentiment with personal and party heats, with measureless exaggerations, and the blindness that prefers some darling measure to justice and truth. Those who are urging with most ardor what are called the greatest benefits of mankind are narrow, self-pleasing, conceited men, and affect us as the insane do. They bite us, and we run mad also. I think the work of the reformer as innocent as other work that is done around him ; but when I have seen it near ! I do not like it better. It is done in the same way ; it is done profanely, not piously ; by management, by tactics and clamor." All this, and much more like it, would hardly have been listened to by the ardent advocates of the various reforms, if anybody but Mr. Emer son had said it. He undervalued no sincere ac tion except to suggest a wiser and better one. He attacked no motive which had a good aim, except in view of some larger and loftier prin ciple. The charm of his imagination and the music of his words took away all the sting from the thoughts that penetrated to the very marrow of the entranced listeners. Sometimes it was a splendid hyperbole that illuminated a statement "THE TRANSCENDENTALISM" 145 which by the dim light of common speech would have offended or repelled those who sat before him. He knew the force of felix audacia as well as any rhetorician could have taught him. He addresses the reformer with one of those daring images which defy the critics. " As the farmer casts into the ground the finest ears of his grain, the time will come when we too shall hold nothing back, but shall eagerly convert more than we possess into means and powers, when we shall be willing to sow the sun and the moon for seeds." He said hard things to the reformer, espe cially to the Abolitionist, in his " Lecture on the Times." It would have taken a long while to get rid of slavery if some of Emerson s teach ings in this lecture had been accepted as the true gospel of liberty. But how much its last sentence covers with its soothing tribute ! "All the newspapers, all the tongues of to day will of course at first defame what is noble ; but you who hold not of to-day, not of the times, but of the Everlasting, are to stand for it ; and the highest compliment man ever receives from Heaven is the sending to him its disguised and discredited angels." The Lecture called " The Transcendentalist " will naturally be looked at with peculiar inter est, inasmuch as this term has been very com* 10 146 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. monly applied to Emerson, and to many who were considered his disciples. It has a proper philosophical meaning, and it has also a local and accidental application to the individuals of a group which came together very much as any literary club might collect about a teacher. All this comes out clearly enough in the Lecture. In the first place, Emerson explains that the " new views" as they are called, are the oldest of thoughts cast in a new mould. " What is popularly called Transcendentalism among us is Idealism : Idealism as it appears in 1842. As thinkers, mankind have ever divided into two sects, Materialists and Idealists; the first class founding on experience, the second on consciousness ; the first class beginning to think from the data of the senses, the second class perceive that the senses are not final, and say, the senses give us representations of things, but what are the things themselves, they cannot tell. The materialist insists on facts, on his tory, on the force of circumstances and the animal wants of man ; the idealist on the power of Thought and of Will, on inspiration, on miracle, on individual culture." " The materialist takes his departure from the ex ternal world, and esteems a man as one product of that. The idealist takes his departure from his con sciousness, and reckons the world an appearance. His thought, that is the Universe." The association of scholars and thinkers to "THE TRANSCENDENTALIST." 147 which the name of " Transcendentalists " was applied, and which made itself an organ in the periodical known as " The Dial," has been writ ten about by many who were in the movement, and others who looked on or got their knowl edge of it at second hand. Emerson was closely associated with these " same Transcendental ists," and a leading contributor to "The Dial," which was their organ. The movement bor rowed its inspiration more from him than from any other source, and the periodical owed more to him than to any other writer. So far as his own relation to the circle of illuminati and the dial which they shone upon was concerned, he himself is the best witness. In his " Historic Notes of Life and Letters in New England," he sketches in a rapid way the series of intellectual movements which led to the development of the u new views " above mentioned. " There are always two parties," he says, " the party of the Past and the party of the Future; the Establishment and the Move ment." About 1820, and in the twenty years which followed, an era of activity manifested itself in the churches, in politics, in philanthropy, in literature. In our own community the influence of Swedenborg and of the genius and character of Dr. Channing were among the more immedi 148 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. ate early causes of the mental agitation. Emer. son attributes a great importance to the schoL arship, the rhetoric, the eloquence, of Edward Everett, who returned to Boston in 1820, after five years of study in Europe. Edward Everett is already to a great extent a tradition, some what as Eufus Choate is, a voice, a fading echo, as must be the memory of every great orator. These wondrous personalities have their truest and warmest life in a few old men s memories. It is therefore with delight that one who remem bers Everett in his robes of rhetorical splendor, who recalls his full-blown, high-colored, double- flowered periods, the rich, resonant, grave, far- reaching music of his speech, with just enough of nasal vibration to give the vocal sounding- board its proper value in the harmonies of ut terance, it is with delight that such a one reads the glowing words of Emerson whenever he refers to Edward Everett. It is enough if he himself caught inspiration from those elo quent lips ; but many a listener has had his youthful enthusiasm fired by that great master of academic oratory. Emerson follows out the train of influences which added themselves to the impulse given by Mr. Everett. German scholarship, the growth of science, the generalizations of Goethe, the idealism of Schelling, the influence of Words- "THE TRANSCENDENTALISM" 149 worth, of Coleridge, of Carlyle, and in our im mediate community, the writings of Channing, he left it to others to say of Emerson, all had their part in this intellectual, or if we may call it so, spiritual revival. He describes with that exquisite sense of the ridiculous which was a part of his mental ballast, the first attempt at organizing an association of cultivated, thought ful people. They came together, the cultivated, thoughtful people, at Dr. John Collins War ren s, Dr. Channing, the great Dr. Channing, among the rest, full of the great thoughts he wished to impart. The preliminaries went on smoothly enough with the usual small talk, " When a side-door opened, the whole company streamed in to an oyster supper, crowned by excel lent wines [this must have been before Dr. War ren s temperance epoch], and so ended the first at tempt to establish aesthetic society in Boston. " Some time afterwards Dr. Channing opened his mind to Mr. and Mrs. Ripley, and with some care they invited a limited party of ladies and gentlemen. I had the honor to be present. Margaret Fuller, George Ripley, Dr. Convers Francis, Theodore Parker, Dr. Hedge, Mr. Brownson, James Freeman Clarke, William H. Channing, and many others grad ually drew together, and from tune to time spent an afternoon at each other s houses in a serious conver sation." 150 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. With them was another, " a pure Idealist, who read Plato as an equal, and inspired his companions only in proportion as they were in tellectual." He refers, of course to Mr. Alcott. Emerson goes on to say : " I think there prevailed at that time a general be lief in Boston that there was some concert of doctri naires to establish certain opinions, and inaugurate some movement in literature, philosophy, and relig ion, of which design the supposed conspirators were quite innocent ; for there was no concert, and only here and there two or three men and women who read and wrote, each alone, with unusual vivacity. Per haps they only agreed in having fallen upon Coleridge and Wordsworth and Goethe, then on Carlyle, with pleasure and sympathy. Otherwise their education and reading were not marked, but had the Ameri can superficialness, and their studies were solitary. I suppose all of them were surprised at this rumor of a school or sect, and certainly at the name of Tran^ scendentalism, given, nobody knows by whom, ol when it was applied." Emerson s picture of some of these friends of his is so peculiar as to suggest certain obvious and not too flattering comments. "In like manner, if there is anything grand and daring in human thought or virtue ; any reliance on the vast, the unknown ; any presentiment, any ex travagance of faith, the Spiritualist adopts it as most in nature. The Oriental mind has always tended to "THE TRANSCENDENTALIST." 151 this largeness. Buddhism is an expression of it. The Buddhist, who thanks no man, who says, * Do not flatter your benefactors, but who in his conviction that every good deed can by no possibility escape its reward, will not deceive the benefactor by pretending that he has done more than he should, is a Tran- scendentalist. " These exacting children advertise us of our wants. There is no compliment, no smooth speech with them ; they pay you only this one compliment, of insatia ble expectation ; they aspire, they severely exact, and if they only stand fast in this watch-tower, and per sist in demanding unto the end, and without end, then are they terrible friends, whereof poet and priest cannot choose but stand in awe ; and what if they eat clouds, and drink wind, they have not been with out service to the race of man." The person who adopts " any presentiment, any extravagance as most in nature," is not com monly called a Transcendentalist, but is known colloquially as a " crank." The person who does not thank, by word or look, the friend or stran ger who has pulled him out of the fire or water, is fortunate if he gets off with no harder name than that of a churl. Nothing was farther from Emerson himself than whimsical eccentricity or churlish austerity. But there was occasionally an air of bravado in some of his followers as if they had taken out a patent for some knowing machine which was to 152 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. give them a monopoly of its products. They claimed more for each other than was reason able, so much occasionally that their preten sions became ridiculous. One was tempted to ask : " What forlorn hope have you led ? What immortal book have you written ? What great discovery have you made ? What heroic task of any kind have you performed?" There was too much talk about earnestness and too little real work done. Aspiration too frequently got as far as the alpenstock and the brandy flask, but crossed no dangerous crevasse, and scaled no arduous summit. In short, there was a kind of " Transcendentalist " dilettanteism, which be trayed itself by a phraseology as distinctive as that of the Delia Cruscans of an earlier time. In reading the following description of the "intelligent and religious persons" who be longed to the " Transcendentalist " communion, the reader must remember that it is Emerson who draws the portrait, a friend and not a scoffer : " They are not good citizens, not good members of society : unwillingly they bear their part of the pub lic and private burdens ; they do not willingly share in the public charities, in the public religious rites, in the enterprises of education, of missions, foreign and domestic, in the abolition of the slave-trade, or in the emperance society. They do not even like to vote." "THE TRANSCENDENTALISM" 153 After arraigning the representatives of Tran scendental or spiritual beliefs in this way, he summons them to plead for themselves, and this is what they have to say : " l New, we confess, and by no means happy, is our condition : if you want the aid of our labor, we our selves stand in greater want of the labor. We are miserable with inaction. We perish of rest and rust : but we do not like your work. " Then/ says the world, show me your own/ " l We have none. " < What will you do, then ? cries the world. " < We will wait. " How long ? " Until the Universe beckons and calls us to work. " But whilst you wait you grow old and useless. " Be it so : I can sit in a corner and perish (as you call it), but I will not move until I have the highest command. " And so the dissatisfied tenant of this unhappy creation goes on with his reasons for doing noth ing. It is easy to stay away from church and from town-meetings. It is easy to keep out of the way of the contribution box and to let the sub scription paper go by us to the next door. The common duties of life and the good offices so* 154 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. ciety asks of us may be left to take care of themselves while we contemplate the infinite. There is no safer fortress for indolence than "the Everlasting No." The chimney-corner is the true arena for this class of philosophers, and the pipe and mug furnish their all-sufficient pan oply. Emerson undoubtedly met with some of them among his disciples. His wise counsel did not always find listeners in a fitting condition to receive it. He was a sower who went forth to sow. Some of the good seed fell among the thorns of criticism. Some fell on the rocks of hardened conservatism. Some fell by the way side and was picked up by the idlers who went to the lecture-room to get rid of themselves. But when it fell upon the right soil it bore a growth of thought which ripened into a harvest of large and noble lives. Emerson shows up the weakness of his young enthusiasts with that delicate wit which warns its objects rather than wounds them. But he makes it all up with the dreamers before he can let them go. " Society also has its duties in reference to this class, and must behold them with what charity it can. Possibly some benefit may yet accrue from them to the state. Besides our coarse implements, there must be some few finer instruments, rain-gauges, ther mometers, and telescopes ; and in society, besides fai> BOSTON "TRANSCENDENTALISM" 155 mers, sailors, and weavers, there must be a few persons of purer fire kept specially as gauges and meters of character ; persons of a fine, detecting instinct, who note the smallest accumulations of wit and feeling in the by-stander. Perhaps too there might be room for the exciters and monitors ; collectors of the heavenly spark, with power to convey the electricity to others. Or, as the storm-tossed vessel at sea speaks the frigate or " line-packet " to learn its longitude, so it may not be without its advantage that we should now and then encounter rare and gifted men, to compare the points of our spiritual compass, and verify our bear ings from superior chronometers." It must be confessed that it is not a very cap tivating picture which Emerson draws of some of his transcendental friends. Their faults were naturally still more obvious to those outside of their charmed circle, and some prejudice, very possibly, mingled with their critical judgments. On the other hand we have the evidence of a visitor who knew a good deal of the world as to the impression they produced upon him : " There has sprung up in Boston," says Dickens, in his u American Notes," " a sect of philosophers known as Transcendentalists. On inquiring what this appellation might be supposed to signify, I was given to understand that whatever was unintelligible would be certainly Transcendental. Not deriving much comfort from this elucidation, I pursued the inquiry 156 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. still further, and found that the Transcendentalists are followers of my friend Mr. Carlyle, or, I should rather say, of a follower of his, Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson. This gentleman has written a volume of Essays, in which, among much that is dreamy and fanciful (if he will pardon me for saying so), there is much more that is true and manly, honest and bold. Transcendentalism has its occasional vaga ries (what school has not ?), but it has good health ful qualities in spite of them ; not least among the number a hearty disgust of Cant, and an aptitude to detect her in all the million varieties of her everlast ing wardrobe. And therefore, if I were a Boston- ian, I think I would be a Transcendentalism" In December, 1841, Emerson delivered a Lec ture entitled "The Conservative." It was a time of great excitement among the members of that circle of which he was the spiritual leader. Never did Emerson show the perfect sanity which characterized his practical judgment more beautifully than in this Lecture and in his whole course with reference to the intellectual agita tion of the period. He is as fair to the conser vative as to the reformer. He sees the fanati cism of the one as well as that of the other. " Conservatism tends to universal seeming and treachery ; believes in a negative fate ; believes that men s temper governs them ; that for me it avails not to trust in principles, they will fail A JOURNAL PROPOSED. 157 me, I must bend a little ; it distrusts Nature ; it thinks there is a general law without a par ticular application, law for all that does not include any one. Keform in its antagonism in clines to asinine resistance, to kick with hoofs ; it runs to egotism and bloated self-conceit ; it runs to a bodiless pretension, to unnatural refin ing and elevation, which ends in hypocrisy and sensual reaction. And so, whilst we do not go beyond general statements, it may be safely affirmed of these two metaphysical antagonists that each is a good half, but an impossible whole." He has his beliefs, and, if you will, his preju dices, but he loves fair play, and though he sides with the party of the future, he will not be un just to the present or the past. We read in a letter from Emerson to Carlyle, dated March 12, 1835, that Dr. Channing "lay awake all night, he told my friend last week, because he had learned in the evening that some young men proposed to issue a journal, to be called 4 The Transcendentalist, as the organ of a spiritual philosophy." Again on the 30th of April of the same year, in a letter in which he lays out a plan for a visit of Carlyle to this country, Emerson says : " It was suggested that if Mr. C. would undertake 158 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. a journal of which we have talked much, but which we have never yet produced, he would do us great service, and we feel some confidence that it could be made to secure him a support. It is that project which I mentioned to you in a letter by Mr. Bar nard, a book to be called The Transcendentalist ; or, The Spiritual Inquirer, or the like. . . . Those who are most interested in it designed to make gra tuitous contribution to its pages, until its success could be assured." The idea of the grim Scotchman as editor of what we came in due time to know as "The Dial ! " A concert of singing mice with a sav age and hungry old grimalkin as leader of the orchestra ! It was much safer to be content with Carlyle s purring from his own side of the water, as thus : " The Boston Transcendentalist, whatever the fate or merit of it may prove to be, is surely an interesting symptom. There must be things not dreamt of over in that Transoceanic par ish ! I shall certainly wish well to this thing ; and hail it as the sure forerunner of things better." There were two notable products of the intel lectual ferment of the Transcendental period which deserve an incidental notice here, from the close connection which Emerson had with THE DIAL." 159 one of them and the interest which he took in the other, in which many of his friends were more deeply concerned. These were the peri odical just spoken of as a possibility realized, and the industrial community known as Brook Farm. They were to a certain extent synchro nous, the Magazine beginning in July, 1840, and expiring in April, 1844 ; Brook Farm being organized in 1841, and breaking up in 1847. " The Dial " was edited at first by Margaret Fuller, afterwards by Emerson, who contributed more than forty articles in prose and verse, among them " The Conservative," " The Tran- scendentalist," " Chardon Street and Bible Con vention," and some of his best and best known poems, "The Problem," " Woodnotes," "The Sphinx," " Fate." The other principal writers were Margaret Fuller, A. Bronson Alcott, George Eipley, James Freeman Clarke, Theo dore Parker, William H. Channing, Henry Thoreau, Eliot Cabot, John S. Dwight, C. P. Cranch, William Ellery Channing, Mrs. Ellen Hooper, and her sister Mrs. Caroline Tappan. Unequal as the contributions are in merit, the periodical is of singular interest. It was con ceived and carried on in a spirit of boundless hope and enthusiasm* Time and a narrowing subscription list proved too hard a trial, and its four volumes remain stranded, like some rare 160 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. and curiously patterned shell which a storm of yesterday has left beyond the reach of the reced ing waves. Thoreau wrote for nearly every num ber. Margaret Fuller, less attractive in print than in conversation, did her part as a contribu tor as well as editor. Theodore Parker came down with his "trip-hammer" in its pages. Mrs. Ellen Hooper published a few poems in its columns which remain, always beautiful, in many memories. Others, whose literary lives have fulfilled their earlier promise, and who are still with us, helped forward the new enterprise with their frequent contributions. It is a pleas ure to turn back to "The Dial," with all its crudities. It should be looked through by the side of the "Anthology." Both were April buds, opening before the frosts were over, but with the pledge of a better season. We get various hints touching the new Mag azine in the correspondence between Emerson and Carlyle. Emerson tells Carlyle, a few months before the first number appeared, that it will give him a better knowledge of our young people than any he has had. It is true that un fledged writers found a place to try their wings in it, and that makes it more interesting. This was the time above all others when out of the mouth of babes and sucklings was to come forth strength. The feeling that intuition was discov \ "THE DIAL: 1 161 ering a new heaven and a new earth was the inspiration of these "young people" to whom Emerson refers. He has to apologize for the first number. " It is not yet much," he says ; "indeed, though no copy has come to me, I know it is far short of what it should be, for they have suffered puffs and dulness to creep in for the sake of the complement of pages, but it is better than anything we had. The Ad dress of the Editors to the Readers is all the prose that is mine, and whether they have printed a few verses for me I do not know." They did print " The Problem." There were also some fragments of criticism from the writ ings of his brother Charles, and the poem called " The Last Farewell," by his brother Edward, which is to be found in Emerson s "May-day and other Pieces." On the 30th of August, after the periodical had been published a couple of months, Emer son writes : " Our community begin to stand in some terror of Transcendentalism ; and the Dial, poor little thing, whose first number contains scarce anything consider able or even visible, is just now honored by attacks from almost every newspaper and magazine ; which at least betrays the irritability and the instincts of the good public." Carlyle finds the second number of "The 11 162 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Dial " better than the first, and tosses his chari table recognition, as if into an alms-basket, with his usual air of superiority. He distinguishes what is Emerson s readily, the rest he speaks of as the work of ot iro\\o[ for the most part. " But it is all good and very good as a soul ; wants only a body, which want means a great deal." And again, " The Dial, too, it is all spirit like, aeri-form, aurora-borealis like. Will no Angel body himself out of that ; no stalwart Yankee man, with color in the cheeks of him and a coat on his back ? " Emerson, writing to Carlyle in March, 1842, speaks of the " dubious approbation on the part of you and other men," notwithstanding which he found it with "a certain class of men and women, though few, an object of tenderness and religion." So, when Margaret Fuller gave it up, at the end of the second volume, Emerson consented to become its editor. " I cannot bid you quit The Dial, " says Carlyle, " though it, too, alas, is Antinomian somewhat 1 Perge, yerge, nevertheless." In the next letter he says : " I love your * Dial/ and yet it is with a kind of shudder. You seem to me in danger of dividing yourselves from the Fact of this present Universe, in which alone, ugly as it is, can I find any anchorage, find soaring away after Ideas, Beliefs, Revelations " THE DIAL." 163 End such like, into perilous altitudes, as I think ; beyond the curve of perpetual frost, for one thing. I know not how to utter what impression you give me ; take the above as some stamping of the fore- hoof." A curious way of characterizing himself as a critic, but he was not always as well-mannered as the Houyhnhnms. To all Carlyle s complaints of " The Dial s " short-comings Emerson did not pretend to give any satisfactory answer, but his plea of guilty, with extenuating circumstances, is very honest and definite. " For the Dial and its sins, I have no defence to set up. We write as we can, and we know very little about it. If the direction of these speculations is to be deplored, it is yet a fact for literary history that all the bright boys and girls in New England, quite ignorant of each other, take the world so, and come and make confession to fathers and mothers, the boys, that they do not wish to go into trade, the girls, that they do not like morning calls and evening parties. They are all religious, but hate the churches ; they reject all the ways of living of other men, but have none to offer in their stead. Perhaps one of these days a great Yankee shall come, who will easily do the unknown deed." " All the bright boys and girls in New Eng land," and " The Dial dying of inanition ! " 164 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. In October, 1840, Emerson writes to Car- iyle : "We are all a little wild here with numberless projects of social reform. Not a reading man but has a draft of a new community in his waistcoat pocket. I am gently mad myself, and am resolved to live cleanly. George Ripley is talking up a colony of agriculturists and scholars, with whom he threat ens to take the field and the book. One man re* nounces the use of animal food ; and another of coin ; and another of domestic hired service ; and another of the state ; and on the whole we have a commend able share of reason and hope." Mr. Ripley s project took shape in the West Roxbury Association, better known under the name of Brook Farm. Emerson was not in volved in this undertaking. He looked upon it with curiosity and interest, as he would have looked at a chemical experiment, but he seems to have had only a moderate degree of faith in its practical working. " It was a noble and gener ous movement in the projectors to try an exper iment of better living. One would say that im pulse was the rule in the society, without centri petal balance ; perhaps it would not be severe to say, intellectual sans-culottism, an impatience of the formal routinary character of our educa tional, religious, social, and economical life in Massachusetts." BROOK FARM. 165 The reader will find a full detailed account of the Brook Farm experiment in Mr. Frothing- ham s "Life of George Ripley," its founder, and the first President of the Association. Em erson had only tangential relations with the ex periment, and tells its story in his " Historic Notes " very kindly and respectfully, but with that sense of the ridiculous in the aspect of some of its conditions which belongs to the sagacious common-sense side of his nature. The married women, he says, were against the community. " It was to them like the brassy and lacquered life in hotels. The common school was well enough, but to the common nursery they had grave objections. Eggs might be hatched in ovens, but the hen on her own account much preferred the old way. A hen without her chickens was but half a hen." Is not the in audible, inward laughter of Emerson more re freshing than the explosions of our noisiest humorists ? This is his benevolent summing up : "The founders of Brook Farm should have this praise, that they made what all people try to make, an agreeable place to live in. All comers, even the most fastidious, found it the pleasantest of residences. It is certain, that freedom from household routine, variety of character and talent, variety of work, vari ety of means of thought and instruction, art, music, 166 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. poetry, reading, masquerade, did not permit slug gishness or despondency ; broke up routine. There is agreement in the testimony that it was, to most of the associates, education ; to many, the most impor tant period of their life, the birth of valued friend ships, their first acquaintance with the riches of con versation, their training in behavior. The art of let ter-writing, it is said, was immensely cultivated. Let ters were always flying, not only from house to house, but from room to room. It was a perpetual picnic, a French Revolution in small, an Age of Reason in a patty-pan." The public edifice called the " Phalanstery " was destroyed by fire in 1846. The Association never recovered from this blow, and soon after wards it was dissolved. 2. Emerson s first volume of his collected Essays was published in 1841. In the reprint it contains the following Essays : History ; Self -Reliance ; Compensation ; Spiritual Laws ; Love ; Friendship ; Prudence ; Heroism ; The Over - Soul ; Circles ; Intellect ; Art. " The Young American," which is now included in the volume, was not delivered until 1844. Once accustomed to Emerson s larger for mulae we can to a certain extent project from our own minds his treatment of special sub jects. But we cannot anticipate the daring im- "HISTORY." 167 agination, the subtle wit, the curious illustra tions, the felicitous language, which make the Lecture or the Essay captivating as read, and almost entrancing as listened to by the teacha ble disciple. The reader must be prepared for occasional extravagances. Take the Essay on History, in the first series of Essays, for in stance. " Let it suffice that in the light of these two facts, namely, that the mind is One, and that nature is its correlative, history is to be read and written." When we come to the ap plication, in the same Essay, almost on the same page, what can we make of such discourse as this ? The sentences I quote do not follow im mediately, one upon the other, but their sense is continuous. " I hold our actual knowledge very cheap. Hear the rats in the wall, see the lizard on the fence, the fungus under foot, the lichen on the log. What do I know sympathetically, morally, of either of these worlds of life ? How many times we must say Rome and Paris, and Con stantinople ! What does Rome know of rat and lizard ? What are Olympiads and Consulates to these neighboring systems of being? Nay, what food or experience or succor have they for the Esquimau seal-hunter, for the Kamchatcan in his canoe, for the fisherman, the stevedore, the porter ? " 168 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. The connection of ideas is not obvious. One can hardly help being reminded of a certain great man s Kochester speech as commonly re ported by the story-teller. " Rome in her proud est days never had a waterfall a hundred and fifty feet high ! Greece in her palmiest days never had a waterfall a hundred and fifty feet high ! Men of Rochester, go on ! No people ever lost their liberty who had a waterfall a hundred and fifty feet high ! " We cannot help smiling, perhaps laughing, at the odd mixture of Rome and rats, of Olym piads and Esquimaux. But the underlying idea of the interdependence of all that exists in na ture is far from ridiculous. Emerson says, not y absurdly or extravagantly, that " every history should be written in a wisdom which divined the range of our affinities and looked at facts as symbols." We have become familiar with his doctrine of " Self -Reliance," which is the subject of the second lecture of the series. We know that he always and everywhere recognized that the di vine voice which speaks authoritatively in the soul of man is the source of all our wisdom. It is a man s true self, so that it follows that abso lute, supreme self-reliance is the law of his being. But see how he guards his proclamation of self- reliance as the guide of mankind. "COMPENSATION." "SPIRITUAL LAWS." 169 " Truly it demands something god-like in him who has cast off the common motives of humanity and has ventured to trust himself for a task-master. X High be his heart, faithful his will, clear his sight, that he may in good earnest be doctrine, society, law, to him self, that a/ simple purpose may be to him as strong as iron necessity is to others ! " " Compensation " might be preached in a synagogue, and the Rabbi would be praised for his performance. Emerson had been listening to a sermon from a preacher esteemed for his orthodoxy, in which it was assumed that judg ment is not executed in this world, that the wicked are successful, and the good are misera ble. This last proposition agrees with John Bunyan s view : " A Christian man is never long at ease, When one fright s gone, another doth him seize." Emerson shows up the " success " of the bad man and the failures and trials of the good man in their true spiritual characters, with a noble scorn of the preacher s low standard of happi ness and misery, which would have made him throw his sermon into the fire. The Essay on " Spiritual Laws " is full of pithy sayings : " As much virtue as there is, so much appears ; as much goodness as there is, so much reverence it com- 170 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. mands. All the devils respect virtue. A man passes for that he is worth. The ancestor of every action is a thought. ^ To think is to act. ^ Let a man believe in God, and not in names and places and persons. Let the great soul incarnated in some wo man s form, poor and sad and single, in some Dolly or Joan, go out to service and sweep chambers and scour floors, and its effulgent day-beams cannot be hid, but to sweep and scour will instantly appear su preme and beautiful actions, the top and radiance of human life, and all people will get mops and brooms ; until, lo ! suddenly the great soul has enshrined itself in some other form and done some other deed, and that is now the flower and head of all living nature." This is not any the worse for being the flow ering out of a poetical bud of George Herbert s. The Essay on " Love " is poetical, but the three poems, "Initial," "Daemonic," and "Celestial Love " are more nearly equal to his subject than his prose. There is a passage in the Lecture on " Friend ship " which suggests some personal relation of Emerson s about which we cannot help being inquisitive : " It has seemed to me lately more possible than I knew, to carry a friendship greatly, on one side, without due correspondence on the other. Why should I cumber myself with regrets that the receive! is not capacious? It never troubles the sun that "PRUDENCE." 171 some of his rays fall wide and vain into ungrateful space, and only a small part on the reflecting planet. Let your greatness educate the crude and cold com panion. . . . Yet these things may hardly be said without a sort of treachery to the relation. The essence of friendship is entireness, a total magnanim ity and trust. It must not surmise or provide for in firmity. It treats its object as a god that it may deify both." Was he thinking of his relations with Car- lyle? It is a curious subject of speculation what would have been the issue if Carlyle had come to Concord and taken up his abode under Emerson s most hospitable roof. " You shall not come nearer a man by getting into his house." How could they have got on together ? Emerson was well-bred, and Carlyle was wanting in the social graces. " Come rest in this bo som " is a sweet air, heard in the distance, too apt to be followed, after a protracted season of close proximity, by that other strain, " No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole / Rise Alps between us and whole oceans roll ! " But Emerson may have been thinking of some very different person, perhaps some " crude and cold companion" among his disciples, who was not equal to the demands of friendly inter course. He discourses wisely on " Prudence," a virtue 172 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. which he does not claim for himself, and nobly on " Heroism," which was a shining part of his own moral and intellectual being. The points which will be most likely to draw the reader s attention are the remarks on the literature of heroism; the claim for our own America, for Massachusetts and Connecticut River and Boston Bay, in spite of our love for the names of foreign and classic topography ; and most of all one sentence which, coming from an optimist like Emerson, has a sound of sad sincerity painful to recognize. " Who that sees the meanness of our politics but inly congratulates Washington that he is long already wrapped in his shroud, and forever safe ; that he was laid sweet in his grave, the hope of humanity not yet subjugated in him. Who does not sometimes envy the good and brave who are no more to suffer from the tumults of the natural world, and await with curi ous complacency the speedy term of his own conver sation with finite nature ? And yet the love that will be annihilated sooner than treacherous has already made death impossible, and affirms itself no mortal, but a native of the deeps of absolute and inextinguish able being." In the following Essay, " The Over-Soul," Em erson has attempted the impossible. He is as fully conscious of this fact as the reader of his rhapsody, nay, he is more profoundly pene- "THE OVER-SOUL." 173 trated with it than any of his readers. In speaking of the exalted condition the soul is capable of reaching, he says, " Every man s words, who speaks from that life, must sound vain to those who do not dwell in the same thought on their own part. I dare not speak for it. My words do not carry its august sense; they fall short and cold. Only itself can inspire whom it will, and behold ! their speech shall be lyrical and sweet, and universal as the rising of the wind. Yet I desire, even by profane words, if I may not use sacred, to indicate the heaven of this deity, and to report what hints I have collected of the transcendent simplicity and energy of the Highest Law." " The Over-Soul " might almost be called the Over-flow of a spiritual imagination. We can not help thinking of the " pious, virtuous, God- intoxicated" Spinoza. When one talks of the infinite in terms borrowed from the finite, when one attempts to deal with the absolute in the language of the relative, his words are not sym bols, like those applied to the objects of expe rience, but the shadows of symbols, varying with the position and intensity of the light of the individual intelligence. It is a curious amuse ment to trace many of these thoughts and ex pressions to Plato, or Plotinus, or Proclus, or Porphyry, to Spinoza or Schelling, but the same tune is a different thing according to the instru- 174 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. ment on which it is played. There are songs without words, and there are states in which, in place of the trains of thought moving in endless procession with ever-varying figures along the highway of consciousness, the soul is possessed by a single all-absorbing idea, which, in the highest state of spiritual exaltation, becomes a vision. Both Plotinus and Porphyry believed they were privileged to look upon Him whom " no man can see and live." But Emerson states his own position so frankly in his Essay entitled " Circles," that the reader cannot take issue with him as against utterances which he will not defend. There can be no doubt that he would have confessed as much with ref erence to "The Over-Soul" as he has confessed with regard to " Circles," the Essay which fol lows " The Over-Soul." " I am not careful to justify myself. . . . But lest I should mislead any when I have my own head and obey my whims, let me remind the reader that I am only an experimenter. Do not set the least value on what I do, or the least discredit on what I do not, as if I pretended to settle anything as true or false. I unsettle all things. No facts are to me sacred ; none are profane ; I simply experiment, an endless seeker, with no Past at my back." Perhaps, after reading these transcendental essays of Emerson, we might borrow Goethe s " CIRCLES." " INTELLECT." " ART." 175 language about Spinoza, as expressing the feel ing with which we are left. " I am reading Spinoza with Frau von Stein. I feel myself very near to him, though his soul is much deeper and purer than mine. " I cannot say that I ever read Spinoza straight through, that at any time the complete architecture of his intellectual system has stood clear in view be fore me. But when I look into him I seem to under stand him, that is, he always appears to me con sistent with himself, and I can always gather from him very salutary influences for my own way of feeling and acting." Emerson would not have pretended that he was always " consistent with himself," but these " salutary influences," restoring, enkindling, vivi fying, are felt by many of his readers who would have to confess, like Dr. Walter Channing, that these thoughts, or thoughts like these, as he listened to them in a lecture, " made his head ache." The three essays which follow "The Over- Soul," "Circles," "Intellect," "Art," would fur nish us a harvest of good sayings, some of which we should recognize as parts of our own (bor rowed) axiomatic wisdom. " Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet. Then all things are at risk." " God enters by a private door into every indi 176 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose. Take which you please, you can never have both." "Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not." But we cannot reconstruct the Hanging Gar dens with a few bricks from Babylon. Emerson describes his mode of life in these years in a letter to Carlyle, dated May 10, 1838. " I occupy, or improve, as we Yankees say, two acres only of God s earth ; on which is my house, my kitchen-garden, my orchard of thirty young trees, my empty barn. My house is now a very good one for comfort, and abounding in room. Besides my house, I have, I believe, $22,000, whose income in ordinary years is six per cent. I have no other tithe or glebe except the income of my winter lectures, which was last winter $800. Well, with this income, here at home, I am a rich man. I stay at home and go abroad at my own instance. I have food, warmth, leisure, books, friends. Go away from home, I am rich no longer. I never have a dollar to spend on a fancy. As no wise man, I suppose, ever was rich in the sense of freedom to spend, because of the inun dation of claims, so neither am I, who am not wise. But at home, I am rich, rich enough for ten brothers. My wife Lidian is an incarnation of Chris tianity, I call her Asia, and keeps my philosophy DEATH OF EMERSON 1 8 SON. 177 from Antinomianism ; my mother, whitest, mildest, most conservative of ladies, whose only exception to her universal preference for old things is her son ; my boy, a piece of love and sunshine, well worth my watching from morning to night ; these, and three domestic women, who cook, and sew and run for us, make all my household. Here I sit and read and write, with very little system, and, as far as re gards composition, with the most fragmentary result : paragraphs incompressible, each sentence an infinitely repellent particle." A great sorrow visited Emerson and his house hold at this period of his life. On the 30th of October, 1841, he wrote to Carlyle : " My little boy is five years old to-day, and almost old enough to send you his love." Four months later, on the 28th of February, 1842, he writes once more : " My dear friend, you should have had this letter and these messages by the last steamer ; but when it sailed, my son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me ; you can never know how much of me such a young child can take away. A few weeks ago I accounted myself a very rich man, and now the poorest of all. What would it avail to tell you anecdotes of a sweet and wonderful boy, such as we solace and sadden ourselves with at home every morning and evening? From a perfect health and as happy a life and as happy influences as ever child 12 178 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. enjoyed, he was hurried out of my arms in three short days by scarlatina. We have two babes yet, one girl of three years, and one girl of three months and a week, but a promise like that Boy s I shall never see. How often I have pleased myself that one day I should send to you this Morning Star of mine, and stay at home so gladly behind such a representative. I dare not fathom the Invisible and Untold to inquire what relations to my Departed ones I yet sustain." This was the boy whose memory lives in the tenderest and most pathetic of Emerson s poems, the " Threnody," -- a lament not unworthy of comparison with Lycidas for dignity, but full of the simple pathos of Cowper s well-remem bered lines on the receipt of his mother s pic ture, in the place of Milton s sonorous phrases. CHAPTEK VI. 1843-1848. Mi. 40-45. u The Young American." Address on the Anniversary of the Emancipation of the Negroes in the British West In dies. 1 Publication of the Second Series of Essays. Con tents : The Poet. Experience. Character. Manners. Gifts. Nature. Politics. Nominalist and Realist. New England Reformers. Publication of Poems. Second Visit to England. EMERSON was American in aspect, tempera ment, way of thinking, and feeling; American, with an atmosphere of Oriental idealism ; Amer ican, so far as he belonged to any limited part of the universe. He believed in American insti tutions, he trusted the future of the American race. In the address first mentioned in the contents of this chapter, delivered February 7, 1844, he claims for this country all that the most ardent patriot could ask. Not a few of his fellow-countrymen will feel the significance of the following contrast. "The English have many virtues, many advan- 1 These two addresses are to be found in the first and eler- enth volumes, respectively, of the last collective edition of Emerson s works, namely, "Nature, Addresses, and Lectures," and "Miscellanies." 180 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. tages, and the proudest history in the world ; but they need all and more than all the resources of the past to indemnify a heroic gentleman in that coun try for the mortifications prepared for him by the system of society, and which seem to impose the al ternative to resist or to avoid it. ... It is for Eng lishmen to consider, not for us ; we only say, Let us live in America, too thankful for our want of feudal institutions. ... If only the men are employed in conspiring with the designs of the Spirit who led us hither, and is leading us still, we shall quickly enough advance out of all hearing of others censures, out of all regrets of our own, into a new and more excel lent social state than history has recorded." Thirty years have passed since the lecture from which these passages are taken was de livered. The " Young American " of that day is the more than middle-aged American of the present. The intellectual independence of our country is far more solidly established than when this lecture was written. But the social alliance between certain classes of Americans and English is more and more closely cemented from year to year, as the wealth of the new world burrows its way among the privileged classes of the old world. It is a poor ambition for the possessor of suddenly acquired wealth to have it appropriated as a feeder of the impaired for tunes of a deteriorated household, with a family record of which its representatives are unworthy. "THE POET." 181 The plain and wholesome language of Emerson is on the whole more needed now than it was when spoken. His words have often been ex tolled for their stimulating quality; following the same analogy, they are, as in this address, in a high degree tonic, bracing, strengthening to the American, who requires to be reminded of his privileges that he may know and find him self equal to his duties. On the first day of August, 1844, Emerson delivered in Concord an address on the Anni versary of the Emancipation of the Negroes in the British West India Islands. This discourse would not have satisfied the Abolitionists. It was too general in its propositions, full of humane and generous sentiments, but not looking to their extreme and immediate method of action. Emerson s second series of Essays was pub lished in 1844. There are many sayings in the Essay called " The Poet," which are meant for the initiated, rather than for him who runs, to read : " All that we call sacred history attests that the V birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology." Does this sound wild and extravagant ? What were the political ups and downs of the Hebrews, 182 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. what were the squabbles of the tribes with each other, or with their neighbors, compared to the birth of that poet to whom we owe the Psalms, the sweet singer whose voice is still the dearest of all that ever sang to the heart of mankind? The poet finds his materials everywhere, as Emerson tells him in this eloquent apostrophe : " Thou true land-lord ! sea-lord ! air-lord ! Wher ever snow falls, or water flows, or birds fly, wherever day and night meet in twilight, wherever the blue heaven is hung by clouds, or sown with stars, wher ever are forms with transparent boundaries, wherever are outlets into celestial space, wherever is danger and awe and love, there is Beauty, plenteous as rain, shed for thee, and though thou shouldst walk the world over, thou shalt not be able to find a condition inopportune or ignoble." "Experience" is, as he says himself, but a fragment. It bears marks of having been writ ten in a less tranquil state of mind than the other essays. His most important confession is this : "All writing comes by the grace of God, and all doing and having. I would gladly be moral and keep due metes and bounds, which I dearly love, and allow the most to the will of man ; but I have set my heart on honesty in this chapter, and I can see nothing at last, in success or failure, than more ol less of vital force supplied from the Eternal." " CHARACTER." - "MANNERS." 183 The Essay on " Character " requires no diffi- eult study, but is well worth the trouble of read ing. A few sentences from it show the prevail ing tone and doctrine. " Character is Nature in the highest form. It is of no use to ape it, or to contend with it. Somewhat is possible of resistance and of persistence and of creation to this power, which will foil all emulation." " There is a class of men, individuals of which ap pear at long intervals, so eminently endowed with in sight and virtue, that they have been unanimously saluted as divine, and who seem to be an accumula tion of that power we consider. " The history of those gods and saints which the world has written, and then worshipped, are doc uments of character. The ages have exulted in the manners of a youth who owed nothing to fortune, and who was hanged at the Tyburn of his nation, who, by the pure quality of his nature, shed an epic splen dor around the facts of his death which has trans figured every particular into an universal symbol for the eyes of mankind. This great defeat is hitherto our highest fact." In his Essay on " Manners," Emerson gives us his ideas of a gentleman : " The gentleman is a man of truth, lord of his own actions and expressing that lordship in his behavior, not in any manner dependent and servile either on persons or opinions or possessions. Beyond this fact 184 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. of truth and real force, the word denotes good-nature or benevolence : manhood first, and then gentleness. - Power first, or no leading class. God knows that all sorts of gentlemen knock at the door : but when ever used in strictness, and with any emphasis, the name will be found to point at original energy. The famous gentlemen of Asia and Europe have been of this strong type: Saladin, Sapor, the Cid, Julius Caesar, Scipio, Alexander, Pericles, and the lordliest personages. They sat very carelessly in their chairs, and were too excellent themselves to value any condition at a high rate. I could better eat with one who did not respect the truth or the laws than with a sloven and unpresentable person. The person who screams, or uses the superlative degree, or converses with heat, puts whole drawing- rooms to flight. I esteem it a chief felicity of this country that it excels in women." So writes Emerson, and proceeds to speak of woman in language which seems almost to pant for rhythm and rhyme. This essay is plain enough for the least " tran scendental" reader. Franklin would have ap proved it, and was himself a happy illustration of many of the qualities which go to the Emer sonian ideal of good manners, a typical Amer ican, equal to his position, always as much so in the palaces and salons of Paris as in the Conti nental Congress, or the society of Philadelphia. "Gifts" is a dainty little Essay with some nice GIFTS." " NATURE." 185 distinctions and some hints which may help to give form to a generous impulse : " The only gift is a portion of thyself. Thou must bleed for me. Therefore the poet brings his poem ; the shepherd, his lamb ; the farmer, corn ; the miner, a gem ; the sailor, coral and shells ; the painter, his picture ; the girl, a handkerchief of her own sewing." " Flowers and fruits are always fit presents ; flow ers, because they are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. Fruits are acceptable gifts, because they are the flower of commodities, and admit of fantastic values being attached to them." " It is a great happiness to get off without injury and heart-burning from one who has had the ill-luck to be served by you. It is a very onerous business, this of being served, and the debtor naturally wishes to give you a slap." Emerson hates the superlative, but he does unquestionably love the tingling effect of a witty over-statement. We have recognized most of the thoughts in the Essay entitled " Nature," in the previous Essay by the same name, and others which we have passed in review. But there are poetical passages which will give new pleasure. Here is a variation of the formula with which we are familiar : 186 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Nature is the incarnation of a thought, and turns to a thought again, as ice becomes water and gas. The world is mind precipitated, and the volatile es sence is forever escaping again into the state of free thought." And here is a quaint sentence with which we may take leave of this Essay : " They say that by electro-magnetism, your salad shall be grown from the seed, whilst your fowl is roasting for dinner : it is a symbol of our modern aims and endeavors, of our condensation and ac celeration of objects ; but nothing is gained : nature cannot be cheated : man s life is but seventy salads \ong, grow they swift or grow they slow." This is pretty and pleasant, but as to the literal value of the prediction, M. Jules Verne would be the best authority to consult. Poets are fond of that branch of science which, if the imaginative Frenchman gave it a name, he would probably call Onditologie. It is not to be supposed that the most sanguine optimist could be satisfied with the condition of the American political world at the present time, or when the Essay on " Politics " was written, some years before the great war which changed the aspects of the country in so many respects, still leaving the same party names, and many of the characters of the old parties unchanged. This is Emerson s view of them as they theo were : "POLITICS." 187 " Of the two great parties, which, at this hour, al most share the nation between them, I should say that one has the best cause, and the other contains the best men. The philosopher, the poet, or the religious man, will, of course, wish to cast his vote with the democrat, for free trade, for wide suffrage, for the abolition of legal cruelties in the penal code, and for facilitating in every manner the access of the young and the poor to the sources of wealth and power. But he can rarely accept the persons whom the so-called popular party propose to him as rep resentatives of these liberalities. They have not at heart the ends which give to the name of democracy what hope and virtue are in it. The spirit of our American radicalism is destructive and aimless ; it is not loving ; it has no ulterior and divine ends ; but is destructive only out of hatred and selfishness. On the other side, the conservative party, composed of the most moderate, able, and cultivated part of the population, is timid, and merely defensive of property. It vindicates no right, it aspires to no real good, it brands no crime, it proposes no generous policy, it does not build nor write, nor cherish the arts, nor foster religion, nor establish schools, nor encourage science, nor emancipate the slave, nor befriend the poor, or the Indian, or the immigrant. From neither party, when in power, has the world any benefit to expect in science, art, or humanity, at all commen surate with the resources of the nation." The metaphysician who looks for a closely 188 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. reasoned argument on the famous old question which so divided the schoolmen of old will find a very moderate satisfaction in the Essay enti tled "Nominalist and Kealist." But there are many discursive remarks in it worth gathering and considering. We have the complaint of the Cambridge "Phi Beta Kappa Oration," reit erated, that there is no complete man, but only a collection of fragmentary men. As a Platonist and a poet there could not be any doubt on which side were all his prejudices; but he takes his ground cautiously. " In the famous dispute with the Nominalists, the Realists had a good deal of reason. General ideas are essences. They are our gods : they round and enno ble the most partial and sordid way of living. " Though the uninspired man certainly finds per sons a conveniency in household matters, the divine man does not respect them : he sees them as a rack of clouds, or a fleet of ripples which the wind drives over the surface of the water. But this is flat rebellion. Nature will not be Buddhist : she resents general izing, and insults the philosopher in every moment with a million of fresh particulars." New England Reformers. Would any one renture to guess how Emerson would treat this subject? With his unsparing, though amiable radicalism, his excellent common sense, his deli- cate appreciation of the ridiculous, too deep for NEW ENGLAND REFORMERS. 189 laughter, as Wordsworth s thoughts were too deep for tears, in the midst of a band of en thusiasts and not very remote from a throng of fanatics, what are we to look for from our philos opher who unites many characteristics of Berke ley and of Franklin ? We must remember when this lecture was written, for it was delivered on a Sunday in the year 1844. The Brook Farm experiment was an index of the state of mind among one section of the Reformers of whom he was writing. To re model society and the world into a "happy family " was the aim of these enthusiasts. Some attacked one part of the old system, some an other ; some would build a new temple, some would rebuild the old church, some would wor ship in the fields and woods, if at all ; one was for a phalanstery, where all should live in com mon, and another was meditating the plan and place of the wigwam where he was to dwell apart in the proud independence of the woodchuck and the musquash. Emerson had the largest and kindliest sympathy with their ideals and aims, but he was too clear-eyed not to see through the whims and extravagances of the unpractical experimenters who would construct a working world with the lay figures they had put together, instead of flesh and blood men and women and thildren with all their congenital and acquired 190 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. perversities. He describes these Eeformers in his own good-naturedly half -satirical way : " They defied each other like a congress of kings, each of whom had a realm to rule, and a way of his own that made concert unprofitable. What a fertility of projects for the salvation of the world ! One apostle thought all men should go to farming ; and another that no man should buy or sell ; that the use of money was the cardinal evil ; another that the mischief was in our diet, that we eat and drink dam nation. These made unleavened bread, and were foes to the death to fermentation. It was in vain urged by the housewife that God made yeast as well as dough, and loves fermentation just as dearly as he loves vegetation ; that fermentation develops the sac charine element in the grain, and makes it more pal atable and more digestible. No, they wish the pure wheat, and will die but it shall not ferment. Stop, dear nature, these incessant advances of thine ; let us scotch these ever-rolling wheels ! Others attacked the system of agriculture, the use of animal manures in farming ; and the tyranny of man over brute nature ; these abuses polluted his food. The ox must be taken from the plough, and the horse from the cart, the hundred acres of the farm must be spaded, and the man must walk wherever boats and locomotives will not carry him. Even the insect world was to be defended, that had been too long neglected, and a society for the protection of ground-worms, slugs, and mosquitoes was to be incorporated without delay. With these appeared the adepts of homeopathy, of hydrop NEW ENGLAND REFORMERS. 191 Rthy, of mesmerism, of phrenology, and their wonder ful theories of the Christian miracles ! " We have already seen the issue of the famous Brook Farm experiment, which was a practical outcome of the reforming agitation e Emerson has had the name of being a leader in many movements in which he had very limited confidence, this among others to which the ideal izing impulse derived from him lent its force, but for the organization of which he was in no sense responsible. He says in the lecture we are considering : " These new associations are composed of men and women of superior talents and sentiments ; yet it may easily be questioned whether such a community will draw, except in its beginnings, the able and the good ; whether those who have energy will not prefer their chance of superiority and power in the world to the humble certainties of the association ; whether such a retreat does not promise to become an asylum to those who have tried and failed rather than a field to the strong ; and whether the members will not necessarily be fractions of men, because each finds that he cannot enter into it without some compromise." His sympathies were not allowed to mislead him ; he knew human nature too well to believe in a Noah s ark full of idealists. All this time he was lecturing for his support, giving courses of lectures in Boston and other 192 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. cities, and before the country lyceums in and out of New England. His letters to Carlyle show how painstaking, how methodical, how punctual he was in the busi ness which interested his distant friend. He was not fond of figures, and it must have cost him a great effort to play the part of an accountant. He speaks also of receiving a good deal of company in the summer, and that some of this company exacted much time and attention, more than he could spare, is made evident by his gentle complaints, especially in his poems, which sometimes let out a truth he would hardly have uttered in prose. In 1846 Emerson s first volume of poems was published. Many of the poems had been long before the public some of the best, as we have seen, having been printed in " The Dial." It is only their being brought together for the first time which belongs especially to this period, and we can leave them for the present, to be looked over by and by in connection with a second volume of poems published in 1867, under the title, " May-Day and other Pieces." In October, 1847, he left Concord on a second risit to England, which will be spoken of in the following chapter. CHAPTER VH. 1848-1853. ^ET. 45^50. The " Massachusetts Quarterly Review ; " Visit to Europe. England. Scotland. France. " Representative Men " published. I. Uses of Great Men. II. Plato ; or, the Phi losopher ; Plato ; New Readings. III. Swedenborg ; or, the Mystic. IV. Montaigne; or, the Skeptic. V. Shake speare ; or, the Poet. VI. Napoleon ; or, the Man of the World. VII. Goethe ; or, the Writer. Contribution to the " Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli." A NEW periodical publication was begun in Boston in 1847, under the name of the " Mas sachusetts Quarterly Review." Emerson wrote the " Editor s Address," but took no further ac tive part in it, Theodore Parker being the real editor. The last line of this address is charac teristic : " We rely on the truth for aid against ourselves." On the 5th of October, 1847, Emerson sailed for Europe on his second visit, reaching Liver pool on the 22d of that month. Many of his admirers were desirous that he should visit Eng land and deliver some courses of lectures. Mr. Alexander Ireland, who had paid him friendly attentions during his earlier visit, and whose im 13 194 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. pressions of him in the pulpit have been given on a previous page, urged his coming. Mr. Conway quotes passages from a letter of Emer son s which show that he had some hesitation in accepting the invitation, not unmingled with a wish to be heard by the English audiences favorably disposed towards him. " I feel no call," he said, " to make a visit of literary propagandism in England. All my im pulses to work of that kind would rather employ me at home." He does not like the idea of " coaxing " or advertising to get him an audience. He would like to read lectures before institutions or friendly persons who sympathize with his studies. He has had a good many decisive tokens of interest from British men and women, but he doubts whether he is much and favorably known in any one city, except perhaps in London. It proved, however, that there was a very wide spread desire to hear him, and applications for lectures flowed in from all parts of the king dom. From Liverpool he proceeded immediately to Manchester, where Mr. Ireland received him at the Victoria station. After spending a few hours with him, he went to Chelsea to visit Carlyle, and at the end of a week returned to Manches- ter to begin the series of lecturing engagements frhich had been arranged for him. Mr. Ireland s ENGLAND. SCOTLAND. 195 account of Emerson s visits and the interviews between him and many distinguished persons is full of interest, but the interest largely relates to the persons visited by Emerson. He lectured at Edinburgh, where his liberal way of thinking and talking made a great sensation in orthodox circles. But he did not fail to find enthusiastic listeners. A young student, Mr. George Cupples, wrote an article on these lectures from which, as quoted by Mr. Ireland, I borrow a single sen tence, one only, but what could a critic say more ? Speaking of his personal character, as revealed through his writings, he says : " In this respect, I take leave to think that Emerson is the most mark-worthy, the loftiest, and most heroic mere man that ever appeared." Emerson has a lec ture on the superlative, to which he himself was never addicted. But what would youth be with out its extravagances, its preterpluperf ect in the shape of adjectives, its unmeasured and un stinted admiration ? I need not enumerate the celebrated literary personages and other notabilities whom Emerson met in England and Scotland. He thought "the two finest mannered literary men he met in England were Leigh Hunt and De Quincey." His diary might tell us more of the impressions made upon him by the distinguished people he 196 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. met, but it is impossible to believe that he ever passed such inhuman judgments on the least desirable of his new acquaintances as his friend Carlyle has left as a bitter legacy behind him. Carlyle s merciless discourse about Coleridge and Charles Lamb, and Swinburne s carnivorous lines, which take a barbarous vengeance on him for his offence, are on the level of political rhet oric rather than of scholarly criticism or charac terization. Emerson never forgot that he was dealing with human beings. He could not have long endured the asperities of Carlyle, and that " loud shout of laughter," which Mr. Ireland speaks of as one of his customary explosions, would have been discordant to Emerson s ears, which were offended by such noisy manifesta tions. During this visit Emerson made an excursion fco Paris, which furnished him materials for a lecture on France delivered in Boston, in 1856, but never printed. From the lectures delivered in England he se lected a certain number for publication. These make up the volume entitled " Representative Men," which was published in 1850. I will give very briefly an account of its contents. The title was a happy one, and has passed into liter ature and conversation as an accepted and con- Jrenient phrase. It would teach us a good dea] PLATO. 197 merely to consider the names he has selected as typical, and the ground of their selection. We get his classification of men considered as lead ers in thought and in action. He shows his own affinities and repulsions, and, as everywhere, writes his own biography, no matter about whom or what he is talking. There is hardly any book of his better worth study by those who wish to understand, not Plato, not Plutarch, not Napo leon, but Emerson himself. All his great men interest us for their own sake ; but we know a good deal about most of them, and Emerson holds the mirror up to them at just such an angle that we see his own face as well as that of his hero, unintentionally, unconsciously, no doubt, but by a necessity which he would be the first to recognize. Emerson swears by no master. He admires, but always with a reservation. Plato comes near est to being his idol, Shakespeare next. But he says of all great men : " The power which they /_ communicate is not theirs. When we are exalted by ideas, we do not owe this to Plato, but to the idea, to which also Plato was debtor." Emerson loves power as much as Carlyle does; he likes "rough and smooth," "scourges of God," and "darlings of the human race." He likes Julius Caesar, Charles the Fifth, of Spain, Charles the Twelfth, of Sweden, Richard Piantagenet, and Bonaparte. 198 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " I applaud," he says, " a sufficient man, an officer equal to his office ; captains, ministers, senators. I like a master standing firm on legs of iron, well born, rich, handsome, eloquent, loaded with advantages, drawing all men by fascination into tributaries and supporters of his power. Sword and staff, or talents sword-like or staff-like, carry on the work of the world. But I find him greater when he can abolish himself and all heroes by letting in this element of reason, irrespective of persons, this subtilizer and irresistible upward force, into our thought destroy ing individualism ; the power so great that the po tentate is nothing. " The genius of humanity is the right point of view of history. The qualities abide ; the men who exhibit them have now more, now less, and pass away ; the qualities remain on another brow. All that respects the individual is temporary and prospective, like the individual himself, who is ascending out of his limits into a catholic existence." No man can be an idol for one who looks in this way at all men. But Plato takes the first place in Emerson s gallery of six great person ages whose portraits he has sketched. And of him he says : "Among secular books Plato only is entitled to Omar s fanatical compliment to the Koran, when he Raid, l Burn the libraries ; for their value is in this book. Out of Plato come all things that are still mitten and debated among men of thought" II PLATO. 199 In proportion to the culture of men they become his scholars." " How many great men Nature is incessantly sending up out of night to be his men ! His contemporaries tax him with plagiarism. But the inventor only knows how to borrow. When we are praising Plato, it seems we are praising quotations from Solon and Sophron and Philolaus. Be it so. Every book is a quotation ; and every house is a quo tation out of all forests and mines and stone quarries ; and every man is a quotation from all his ancestors." The reader will, I hope, remember this last general statement when he learns from what wide fields of authorship Emerson filled his storehouses. A few sentences from Emerson will show us the probable source of some of the deepest thought of Plato and his disciples. The conception of the fundamental Unity, he says, finds its highest expression in the religious writings of the East, especially in the Indian Scriptures. " The whole world is but a man ifestation of Vishnu, who is identical with all things, and is to be regarded by the wise as not differing from but as the same as themselves. I neither am going nor coming; nor is my dwell ing in any one place ; nor art thou, thou ; nor are others, others ; nor am I, I. As if he had said, 4 All is for the soul, and the soul is Vishnu ; and animals and stars are transient paintings; and 200 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. light is whitewash ; and durations are deceptive ; and form is imprisonment ; and heaven itself a decoy. " All of which we see reproduced in Emerson s poem "Brahma." "The country of unity, of immovable institutions, the seat of a philosophy delighting in abstractions, of men faithful in doctrine and in practice to the idea of a deaf, unimplorable, immense fate, is Asia ; and it realizes this faith in the social institution of caste. On the other side, the genius of Europe is active and creative : it resists caste by culture ; its philosophy was a discipline ; it is a land of arts, inventions, trade, freedom." " Plato came to join, and by contact to enhance, the energy of each." But Emerson says, and some will smile at hearing him say it of another, " The acutest German, the lovingest disciple, could never tell what Platonism was; indeed, admirable texts can be quoted on both sides of every great question from him." The transcendent intellectual and moral supe riorities of this " Euclid of holiness," as Emerson calls him, with his " soliform eye and his boni- form soul," the two quaint adjectives being from the mint of Cud worth, are fully dilated upon in the addition to the original article called " Plato : New Readings." SWEDENBORG. 201 Few readers will be satisfied with the Essay entitled " Swedenborg ; or, the Mystic." The believers in his special communion as a revealer of divine truth will find him reduced to the level of other seers. The believers of the different creeds of Christianity will take offence at the statement that " Swedenborg and Behmen both failed by attaching themselves to the Christian symbol, instead of to the moral sentiment, which carries innumerable Christianities, humanities, di vinities in its bosom." The men of science will smile at the exorbitant claims put forward in behalf of Swedenborg as a scientific discoverer. " Philosophers " will not be pleased to be re minded that Swedenborg called them " cocka trices," " asps," or " flying serpents ; " " literary men " will not agree that they are " conjurers and charlatans," and will not listen with patience to the praises of a man who so called them. As for the poets, they can take their choice of Emerson s poetical or prose estimate of the great Mystic, but they cannot very well accept both. In The Test," the Muse says : " I hung my verses in the wind, Time and tide their faults may find ; All were winnowed through and through, Five lines lasted sound and true . . . Sunshine cannot bleach the snow, Nor time unmake what poets know. 202 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Have you eyes to find the five Which five hundred did survive ? " In the verses which follow we learn that the five immortal poets referred to are Homer, Dante, Shakespeare, Swedenborg, and Goethe. And now, in the Essay we have just been look ing at, I find that " his books have no melody, no emotion, no humor, no relief to the dead pro saic level. We wander forlorn in a lack-lustre landscape. No bird ever sang in these gardens of the dead. The entire want of poetry in so transcendent a mind betokens the disease, and like a hoarse voice in a beautiful person, is a kind of warning." Yet Emerson says of him that " He lived to purpose : he gave a verdict. He elected goodness as the clue to which the soul must cling in this labyrinth of nature." Emerson seems to have admired Swedenborg at a distance, but seen nearer, he liked Jacob Behmen a great deal better. " Montaigne ; or, the Skeptic," is easier read ing than the last-mentioned Essay. Emerson ac counts for the personal regard which he has for Montaigne by the story of his first acquaintance with him. But no other reason was needed than that Montaigne was just what Emerson de scribes him as being. " There have been men with deeper insight ; but, MONTAIGNE. 203 one would say, never a man with such abundance of thought : he is never dull, never insincere, and has the genius to make the reader care for all that he cares for. " The sincerity and marrow of the man reaches to his sentences. I know not anywhere the book that seems less written. It is the language of conversation transferred to a book. Cut these words and they would bleed ; they are vascular and alive. " Montaigne talks with shrewdness, knows the world and books and himself, and uses the positive degree ; never shrieks, or protests, or prays : no weakness, no convulsion, no superlative : does not wish to jump out of his skin, or play any antics, or annihilate space or time, but is stout and solid ; tastes every moment of the day ; likes pain because it makes him feel himself and realize things ; as we pinch ourselves to know that we are awake. He keeps the plain ; he rarely mounts or sinks ; likes to feel solid ground and the stones underneath. His writing has no enthusiasms, no aspiration ; contented, self-respecting, and keeping the middle of the road. There is but one exception, in his love for Socrates. In speaking of him, for once his cheek flushes and his style rises to passion." The writer who draws this portrait must have many of the same characteristics. Much as Em erson loved his dreams and liis dreamers, he must have found a great relief in getting into "the middle of the road " with Montaigne, after wandering in difficult by-paths which too often 204 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. led him round to the point from which he started. As to his exposition of the true relations of skepticism to affirmative and negative belief, the philosophical reader must be referred to the Essay itself. In writing of " Shakespeare ; or, the Poet," Emerson naturally gives expression to his lead ing ideas about the office of the poet and of poetry. " Great men are more distinguished by range and extent than by originality." A poet has " a heart in unison with his time and country." " There is nothing whimsical and fantastic* in his production, but sweet and sad earnest, freighted with the weightiest convictions, and pointed with the most determined aim which any man or class knows of in his times." When Shakespeare was in his youth the drama was the popular means of amusement. It was " ballad, epic, newspaper, caucus, lecture, Punch, and library, at the same time. The best proof of its vitality is the crowd of writers which sud denly broke into this field." Shakespeare found a great mass of old plays existing in manuscript and reproduced from time to time on the stage. He borrowed in all directions : " A great poet ftho appears in illiterate times absorbs into his SHAKESPEARE. 205 sphere all the light which is anywhere radiat ing." Homer, Chaucer, Saadi, felt that all wit was their wit. " Chaucer is a huge borrower." Emerson gives a list of authors from whom he drew. This list is in many particulars erroneous, as I have learned from a letter of Professor Lounsbury s which I have had the privilege of reading, but this is a detail which need not de lay us. The reason why Emerson has so much to say on this subject of borrowing, especially when treating of Plato and of Shakespeare, is obvious enough. He was arguing in his own cause, not defending himself, as if there were some charge of plagiarism to be met, but making the proud claim of eminent domain in behalf of the masters who knew how to use their acquisitions. " Shakespeare is the only biographer of Shake speare ; and even he can tell nothing except to the Shakespeare in us." " Shakespeare is as much out of the category of eminent authors as he is out of the crowd. A good reader can in a sort nestle into Plato s brain and think from thence; but not into Shakespeare s. We are still out of doors." After all the homage which Emerson pays to the intellect of Shakespeare, he weighs him with the rest of mankind, and finds that he shares " the half ness and imperfection of humanity." " He converted the elements which waited on his 206 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. command into entertainment. He was master of the revels to mankind." And so, after this solemn verdict on Shake speare, after looking at the forlorn conclusions of our old and modern oracles, priest and prophet, Israelite, German, and Swede, he says : " It must be conceded that these are half views of half men. The world still wants its poet-priest, who shall not trifle with Shakespeare the player, nor shall grope in graves with Swedenborg the mourner ; but who shall see, speak, and act with equal inspiration." It is not to be expected that Emerson should have much that is new to say about " Napoleon ; or, the Man of the World." The stepping-stones of this Essay are easy to find : " The instinct of brave, active, able men, through out the middle class everywhere, has pointed out Napoleon as the incarnate democrat. " Napoleon is thoroughly modern, and at the high est point of his fortunes, has the very spirit of the newspapers." As Plato borrowed, as Shakespeare bor rowed, as Mirabeau " plagiarized every good thought, every good word that was spoken in France," so Napo leon is not merely " representative, but a monopolizer and usurper of other minds." He was " a man of stone and iron," equipped NAPOLEON. 207 for his work by nature as Sallust describes Cati* line as being. " He had a directness of action never before combined with so much comprehen sion. Here was a man who in each moment and emergency knew what to do next. He saw only the object; the obstacle must give way." 44 When a natural king becomes a titular king everybody is pleased and satisfied." " I call Napoleon the agent or attorney of the middle class of modern society. He was the agitator, the destroyer of prescription, the in ternal improver, the liberal, the radical, the inventor of means, the opener of doors and mar kets, the subverter of monopoly and abuse." But he was without generous sentiments, " a boundless liar," and finishing in high colors the outline of his moral deformities, Emerson gives us a climax in two sentences which render fur ther condemnation superfluous : " In short, when you have penetrated through all the circles of power and splendor, you were not deal ing with a gentleman, at last, but with an impostor and a rogue ; and he fully doserves the epithet of Jupiter Scapin, or a sort of Scamp Jupiter. "So this exorbitant egotist narrowed, impoverished, and absorbed the power and existence of those who served him ; and the universal cry of France and of Europe in 1814 was, Enough of him; Assez de 208 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. It was to this feeling that the French Barbier, whose death we have but lately seen announced, gave expression in the terrible satire in which he pictured France as a fiery courser bestridden by her spurred rider, who drove her in a mad career over heaps of rocks and ruins. But after all, Carlyle s " carriere ouverte aux talens" is the expression for Napoleon s great message to mankind. " Goethe ; or, the Writer," is the last of the Representative Men who are the subjects of this book of Essays. Emerson says he had read the fifty-five volumes of Goethe, but no other Ger man writers, at least in the original. It must have been in fulfilment of some pious vow that he did this. After all that Carlyle had written about Goethe, he could hardly help studying him. But this Essay looks to me as if he had found the reading of Goethe hard work. It flows rather languidly, toys with side issues as a stream loiters round a nook in its margin, and finds an excuse for play in every pebble. Still, he has praise enough for his author. " He has clothed our modern existence with poetry." " He has said the best things about nature that ever were said. He flung into literature in his Mephistopheles the first organic figure that has been added for some ages, and which will remain MEMOIRS OF MARGARET FULLER OSSOLL 209 as long as the Prometheus. He is the type of culture, the amateur of all arts and sciences and events ; artistic, but not artist ; spiritual, but not spiritualist. I join Napoleon with him, as be ing both representatives of the impatience and reaction of nature against the morgue of conven tions, two stern realists, who, with their schol ars, have severally set the axe at the root of the tree of cant and seeming, for this time and for all time." This must serve as an ex pede guide to recon struct the Essay which finishes the volume. In 1852 there was published a Memoir of Mar garet Fuller Ossoli, in which Emerson, James Freeman Clarke, and William Henry Channing each took a part. Emerson s account of her conversation and extracts from her letters and diaries, with his running commentaries and his interpretation of her mind and character, are a most faithful and vivid portraiture of a woman who is likely to live longer by what is written of her than by anything she ever wrote herself. 14 CHAPTER VIIL 1853-1858. Mt. 50-55. Lectures in various Places. Anti - Slavery Addresses. Woman. A Lecture read before the Woman s Rights Con vention. Samuel Hoar. Speech at Concord. Publica tion of " English Traits." The " Atlantic Monthly." The " Saturday Club." AFTER Emerson s return from Europe he de livered lectures to different audiences, one on Poetry, afterwards published in " Letters and Social Aims," a course of lectures in Freeman Place Chapel, Boston, some of which have been published, one on the Anglo-Saxon Race, and many others. In January, 1855, he gave one of the lectures in a course of Anti-Slavery Ad dresses delivered in Tremont Temple, Boston. In the same year he delivered an address before the Anti-Slavery party of New York. His plan for the extirpation of slavery was to buy the slaves from the planters, not conceding their right to ownership, but because " it is the only practical course, and is innocent." It would cost two thousand millions, he says, according to the present estimate, but " was there ever any ANTI-SLAVERY ADDRESSES. 211 contribution that was so enthusiastically paid as this would be ? " His optimism flowers out in all its innocent luxuriance in the paragraph from which this is quoted. Of course with notions like these he could not be hand in hand with the Abolition ists. He was classed with the Free Soilers, but he seems to have formed a party by himself in his project for buying up the negroes. He looked at the matter somewhat otherwise in 1863, when the settlement was taking place in a different currency, in steel and not in gold : "Pay ransom to the owner, And fill the bag to the brim. Who is the owner ? The slave is owner, And ever was. Pay him." His sympathies were all and always with free dom. He spoke with indignation of the out rage on Sumner; he took part in the meeting at Concord expressive of sympathy with John Brown. But he was never in the front rank of the aggressive Anti-Slavery men. In his singu lar " Ode inscribed to W. H. Channing " there is a hint of a possible solution of the slavery problem which implies a doubt as to the per manence of the cause of all the trouble. " The over-god Who marries Right to Might, 212 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Who peoples, unpeoples, He who exterminates Races by stronger races, Black by white faces, Knows to bring honey Out of the lion." Some doubts of this kind helped Emerson to justify himself when he refused to leave his " honeyed thought " for the busy world where " Things are of the snake." The time came when he could no longer sit quietly in his study, and, to borrow Mr. Cooke s words, " As the agitation proceeded, and brave men took part in it, and it rose to a spirit of moral grandeur, he gave a heartier assent to the outward methods adopted." No woman could doubt the reverence of Em erson for womanhood. In a lecture read to the " Woman s Eights Convention " in 1855, he takes bold, and what would then have been con sidered somewhat advanced, ground in the con troversy then and since dividing the community. This is the way in which he expresses himself : " I do not think it yet appears that women wish this equal share in public affairs. But it is they and not we that are to determine it. Let the laws be purged of every barbarous remainder, every barba rous impediment to women. Let the public dona? SAMUEL HOAR. 213 tions for education be equally shared by them, let them enter a school as freely as a church, let them have and hold and give their property as men do theirs ; and in a few years it will easily appear whether they wish a voice in making the laws that are to govern them. If you do refuse them a vote, you will also refuse to tax them, according to our Teutonic principle, No representation, no tax. The new movement is only a tide shared by the spirits of man and woman ; and you may proceed in the faith that whatever the woman s heart is prompted to de sire, the man s mind is simultaneously prompted to accomplish." Emerson was fortunate enough to have had for many years as a neighbor, that true New England Roman, Samuel Hoar. He spoke of him in Concord before his fellow-citizens, shortly after his death, in 1856. He afterwards pre pared a sketch of Mr. Hoar for " Putnam s Mag azine," from which I take one prose sentence and the verse with which the sketch concluded : " He was a model of those formal but reverend manners which make what is called a gentleman of the old school, so called under an impression that the style is passing away, but which, I suppose, is an op tical illusion, as there are always a few more of the class remaining, and always a few young men to whom these manners are native." The single verse I quote is compendious enough 214 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. and descriptive enough for an Elizabethan mon umental inscription. " With beams December planets dart His cold eye truth and conduct scanned ; July was in his sunny heart, October in his liberal hand." Emerson s " English Traits," forming one vol ume of his works, was published in 1856. It is a thoroughly fresh and original book. It is not a tourist s guide, not a detailed description of sights which tired the traveller in staring at them, and tire the reader who attacks the weary ing pages in which they are recorded. Shrewd observation there is indeed, but its strength is in broad generalization and epigrammatic charac terizations. They are not to be received as in any sense final ; they are not like the verifiable facts of science ; they are more or less sagacious, more or less well founded opinions formed by a fair- minded, sharp-witted, kind-hearted, open-souled philosopher, whose presence made every one well-disposed towards him, and consequently left him well-disposed to all the world. A glance at the table of contents will give an idea of the objects which Emerson proposed to himself in his tour, and which take up the principal portion of his record. Only one place is given as the heading of a chapter, Stone- henge. The other eighteen chapters have gen "ENGLISH TRAITS." 215 eral titles, Land, Race, Ability, Manners, and others of similar character. He uses plain English in introducing us to the Pilgrim fathers of the British Aristocracy : " Twenty thousand thieves landed at Hastings. These founders of the House of Lords were greedy and ferocious dragoons, sons of greedy and ferocious pirates. They were all alike, they took everything they could carry ; they burned, harried, violated, tortured, and killed, until everything English was brought to the verge of ruin. Such, however, is the illusion of antiquity and wealth, that decent and dig- nified men now existing boast their descent from these filthy thieves, who showed a far juster convic tion of their own merits by assuming for their types the swine, goat, jackal, leopard, wolf, and snake, which they severally resembled." The race preserves some of its better charao teristics. " They have a vigorous health and last well into middle and old age. The old men are as red as roses, and still handsome. A clear skin, a peach- bloom complexion, and good teeth are found all over the island." English " Manners " are characterized, accord ing to Emerson, by pluck, vigor, independence. " Every one of these islanders is an island him self, safe, tranquil, incommunicable." They are positive, methodical, cleanly, and formal, loving 216 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. routine and conventional ways ; loving truth and religion, to be sure, but inexorable on points of form. " They keep their old customs, costumes, and pomps, their wig and mace, sceptre and crown. A severe decorum rules the court and the cottage. Pretension and vaporing are once for all distasteful. They hate nonsense, sentimentalism, and high-flown expressions ; they use a studied plainness." "In an aristocratical country like England, not the Trial by Jury, but the dinner is the capital in stitution." " They confide in each other, English believes in English." " They require the same adherence, thorough conviction, and reality in public men." " As compared with the Americans, I think them cheerful and contented. Young people in this coun try are much more prone to melancholy." Emerson s observation is in accordance with that of Cotton Mather nearly two hundred years ago. "New England, a country where splenetic Mala dies are prevailing and pernicious, perhaps above any other, hath afforded numberless instances, of even pious people, who have contracted those Melancholy Indispositions, which have unhinged them from all service or comfort ; yea, not a few persons have been hurried thereby to lay Violent Hands upon them selves at the last. These are among the unsearcfa able Judgments of God." "ENGLISH TRAITS." 217 If there is a little exaggeration about the fol lowing portrait of the Englishman, it has truth enough to excuse its high coloring, and the like ness will be smilingly recognized by every stout Briton. "They drink brandy like water, cannot expend their quantities of waste strength on riding, hunting, swimming, and fencing, and run into absurd frolics with the gravity of the Eumenides. They stoutly carry into every nook and corner of the earth their turbulent sense ; leaving no lie uncontradicted ; no pretension unexamined. They chew hasheesh ; cut themselves with poisoned creases, swing their ham mock in the boughs of the Bohon Upas, taste every poison, buy every secret ; at Naples, they put St. Januarius s blood in an alembic ; they saw a hole into the head of the winking Virgin to know why she winks ; measure with an English foot-rule every cell of the Inquisition, every Turkish Caaba, every Holy of Holies ; translate and send to Bentley the arcanum, bribed and bullied away from shuddering Bramins ; and measure their own strength by the terror they cause." This last audacious picture might be hung up as a prose pendant to MarvelTs poetical descrip tion of Holland and the Dutch. " A saving stupidity marks and protects their per ception as the curtain of the eagle s eye. Our swifter Ajnericans, when they first deal with English, pro- 218 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. nounce them stupid; but, later, do them justice as people who wear well, or hide their strength. High and low, they are of an unctuous texture. Their daily feasts argue a savage vigor of body. Half their strength they put not forth. The stability of England is the security of the modern world." Perhaps nothing in any of his vigorous para graphs is more striking than the suggestion that " if hereafter the war of races often predicted, and making itself a war of opinions also (a question of despotism and liberty coming from Eastern Europe), should menace the English civilization, these sea-kings may take once again to their floating castles and find a new home and a second millennium of power in their colonies." In reading some of Emerson s pages it seems as if another Arcadia, or the new Atlantis, had emerged as the fortunate island of Great Britain, or that he had reached a heaven on earth where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal, or if they do, never think of denying that they have done it. But this was a generation ago, when the noun " shoddy," and the verb " to scamp," had not grown such familiar terms to English ears as they are to-day. Emerson saw the country on its best side. Each traveller makes his own England. A Quaker sees chiefly broad brims, and the island looks to him like a field of mushrooms. "ENGLISH TRAITS." 219 The transplanted Church of England is rich and prosperous and fashionable enough not to be disturbed by Emerson s flashes of light that have not come through its stained windows. " The religion of England is part of good-breed ing. When you see on the continent the well-dressed Englishman come into his ambassador s chapel, and put his face for silent prayer into his smooth-brushed hat, one cannot help feeling how much national pride prays with him, and the religion of a gentleman. " The church at this moment is much to be pitied. She has nothing left but possession. If a bishop meets an intelligent gentleman, and reads fatal inter rogations in his eyes, he has no resource but to take wine with him." Sydney Smith had a great reverence for a bishop, so great that he told a young lady that he used to roll a crumb of bread in his hand, from nervousness, when he sat next one at a dinner-table, and if next an archbishop, used to roll crumbs with both hands, but Sydney Smith would have enjoyed the tingling felicity of this last stinging touch of wit, left as lightly and gracefully as a banderillero leaves his little gayly ribboned dart in the shoulders of the bull with whose unwieldy bulk he is playing. Emerson handles the formalism and the half belief of the Established Church very freely, but he closes his chapter on Religion with soft- spoken words. 220 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Yet if religion be the doing of all good, and for its sake the suffering of all evil, souffrir de tout le monde, et ne faire souffrir personne, that divine se cret has existed in England from the days of Alfred to those of Romilly, of Clarkson, and of Florence Nightingale, and in thousands who have no fame." " English Traits" closes with Emerson s speech at Manchester, at the annual banquet of the " Free Trade Athenaeum." This was merely an occasional after-dinner reply to a toast which called him up, but it had sentences in it which, if we can imagine Milton to have been called up in the same way, he might well have spoken and done himself credit in their utterance. The total impression left by the book is that Emerson was fascinated by the charm of English society, filled with admiration of the people, tempted to contrast his New Englanders in many respects unfavorably with Old England- ers, mainly in their material and vital stamina ; but with all this not blinded for a moment to the thoroughly insular limitations of the phlegmatic islander. He alternates between a turn of gen uine admiration and a smile as at a people that has not outgrown its playthings. This is in truth the natural and genuine feeling of a self- governing citizen of a commonwealth where thrones and wigs and mitres seem like so "THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY." 221 pieces of stage property. An American need not be a philosopher to hold these things cheap. He cannot help it. Madame Tussaud s exhibi tion, the Lord-Mayor s gilt coach, and a corona tion, if one happens to be in season, are all sights to be seen by an American traveller, but the reverence which is born with the British subject went up with the smoke of the gun that fired the long echoing shot at the little bridge over the sleepy river which works its way along through the wide-awake town of Concord. In November, 1857, a new magazine was estab lished in Boston, bearing the name of " The Atlantic Monthly." Professor James Russell Lowell was editor-in-chief, and Messrs. Phillips and Sampson, who were the originators of the enterprise, were the publishers. Many of the old contributors to " The Dial " wrote for the new magazine, among them Emerson. He contrib uted twenty-eight articles in all, more than half of them verse, to different numbers, from the first to the thirty-seventh volume. Among them are several of his best known poems, such as " The Romany Girl," "Days," "Brahma," "Waldein- samkeit," "The Titmouse," "Boston Hymn," " Saadi," and " Terminus." At about the same time there grew up in Bos ton a literary association, which became at last Well known as the " Saturday Club," the mem- j>22 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. bers dining together on the last Saturday of every month. The Magazine and the Club have existed and flourished to the present day. They have often been erroneously thought to have some organic connection, and the " Atlantic Club " has been spoken of as if there was or had been such an institution, but it never existed. Emerson was a member of the Saturday Club from the first ; in reality before it existed as an empirical fact, and when it was only a Platonic idea. The Club seems to have shaped itself around him as a nucleus of crystallization, two or three friends of his having first formed the habit of meeting him at dinner at "Parker s," the "Will s Coffee-House" of Boston. This little group gathered others to itself and grew into a club as Eome grew into a city, almost with out knowing how. During its first decade the Saturday Club brought together, as members or as visitors, many distinguished persons. At one end of the table sat Longfellow, florid, quiet, benignant, soft-voiced, a most agreeable rather than a brilliant talker, but a man upon whom it was always pleasant to look, whose silence was better than many another man s con versation. At the other end of the table sat Agassiz, robust, sanguine, animated, full of talk, boy-like in his laughter. The stranger who TEE "SATURDAY CLUB." 223 should have asked who were the men ranged along the sides of the table would have heard in answer the names of Hawthorne, Motley, Dana, Lowell, Whipple, Peirce, the distinguished math ematician, Judge Hoar, eminent at the bar and in the cabinet, Dwight, the leading musical critic of Boston for a whole generation, Sumner, the academic champion of freedom, Andrew, " the great War Governor" of Massachusetts, Dr. Howe, the philanthropist, William Hunt, the painter, with others not unworthy of such com pany. And with these, generally near the Long fellow end of the table, sat Emerson, talking in low tones and carefully measured utterances to his neighbor, or listening, and recording on his mental phonograph any stray word worth re membering. Emerson was a very regular at tendant at the meetings of the Saturday Club, and continued to dine at its table, until within a year or two of his death. Unfortunately the Club had no Boswell, and Us golden hours passed unrecorded. CHAPTER IX. 1858-1863. ^Ex. 55-60. Essay on Persian Poetry. Speech at the Burns Centennial Festival. Letter from Emerson to a Lady. Tributes to Theodore Parker and to Thoreau. Address on the Eman cipation Proclamation. Publication of " The Conduct of Life." Contents : Fate ; Power ; Wealth ; Culture ; Be havior ; Worship ; Considerations by the Way ; Beauty ; II- lusions. THE Essay on Persian Poetry, published in the " Atlantic Monthly " in 1858, should be studied by all readers who are curious in tracing the in fluence of Oriental poetry on Emerson s verse. In many of the shorter poems and fragments published since " May-Day," as well as in the " Quatrains " and others of the later poems in that volume, it is sometimes hard to tell what is from the Persian from what is original. On the 25th of January, 1859, Emerson at tended the Burns Festival, held at the Parker House in Boston, on the Centennial Anniversary of the poet s birth. He spoke after the dinner to the great audience with such beauty and eloquence that all who listened to him have re membered it as one of the most delightful ad dresses they ever heard. Among his hearers was LETTER TO A LADY. 225 Mr. Lowell, who says of it that " every word seemed to have just dropped down to him from the clouds." Judge Hoar, who was another of his hearers, says, that though he has heard many of the chief orators of his time, he never wit nessed such an effect of speech upon men. I was myself present on that occasion, and under went the same fascination that these gentlemen and the varied audience before the speaker ex perienced. His words had a passion in them not usual in the calm, pure flow most natural to his uttered thoughts ; white-hot iron we are familiar with, but white-hot silver is what we do not often look upon, and his inspiring address glowed like silver fresh from the cupel. I am allowed the privilege of printing the following letter addressed to a lady of high intellectual gifts, who was one of the earliest, most devoted, and most faithful of his intimate friends : CONCORD, May 13, 1859. Please, dear C., not to embark for home until I have despatched these lines, which I will hasten to finish. Louis Napoleon will not bayonet you the while, keep him at the door. So long I have prom ised to write ! so long I have thanked your long suffering ! I have let pass the unreturning opportu nity your visit to Germany gave to acquaint you with Gisela von Arnim (Bettina s daughter), and Joachim 15 226 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the violinist, and Hermann Grimm the scholar, her friends. Neither has E., wandering in Europe with hope of meeting you, yet met. This con tumacy of mine I shall regret as long as I live. How palsy creeps over us, with gossamer first, and ropes afterwards ! and the witch has the prisoner when once she has put her eye on him, as securely as after the bolts are drawn. Yet I and all my little com pany watch every token from you, and coax Mrs. H. to read us letters. I learned with satisfaction that you did not like Germany. Where then did Goethe find his lovers ? Do all the women have bad noses and bad mouths ? And will you stop in England, and bring home the author of " Counterparts " with you? Or did write the novels and send them to Lon don, as I fancied when I read them? How strange that you and I alone to this day should have his secret ! I think our people will never allow genius, without it is alloyed by talent. But is paralyzed by his whims, that I have ceased to hope from him. I could wish your experience of your friends were more animating than mine, and that there were any horoscope you could not cast from the first day. The faults of youth are never shed, no, nor the merits, and creeping time convinces ever the more of our im potence, and of the irresistibility of our bias. Still this is only science, and must remain science. Our praxis is never altered for that. We must forever hold our companions responsible, or they are not tompanions but stall-fed. I think, as we grow older, we decrease as indi LETTER TO A LADY. 227 riduals, and as if in an immense audience who hear Btirring music, none essays to offer a new stave, but we only join emphatically in the chorus. We volun teer no opinion, we despair of guiding people, but are confirmed in our perception that Nature is all right, and that we have a good understanding with it. We must shine to a few brothers, as palms or pines or roses among common weeds, not from greater absolute value, but from a more convenient nature. But t is almost chemistry at last, though a meta-chemistry. I remember you were such an impatient blasphemer, however musically, against the adamantine identities, in your youth, that you should take your turn of resig nation now, and be a preacher of peace. But there is a little raising of the eyebrow, now and then, in the most passive acceptance, if of an intellectual turn. Here comes out around me at this moment tht. new June, the leaves say June, though the calendar says May, and we must needs hail our young rela tives again, though with something of the gravity of adult sons and daughters receiving a late-born brother or sister. Nature herself seems a little ashamed of a law so monstrous, billions of summers, and now the old game again without a new bract or sepal. But you will think me incorrigible with my generalities, and you so near, and will be here again this sum- pier ; perhaps with A. W. and the other travellers. My children scan curiously your E. s drawings, as they have seen them. The happiest winds fill the sails of you and yours I R. W. EMERSON. 228 RALPH WALDO EMER80NT. In the year 1860, Theodore Parker died, and Emerson spoke of his life and labors at the meeting held at the Music Hall to do honor to his memory. Emerson delivered discourses on Sundays and week-days in the Music Hall to Mr. Parker s society after his death. In 1862, he lost his friend Thoreau, at whose funeral he delivered an address which was published in the "Atlantic Monthly" for August of the same year. Thoreau had many rare and admirable qualities, and Thoreau pictured by Emerson is a more living personage than White of Selborne would have been on the canvas of Sir Joshua Reynolds. The Address on the Emancipation Proclama tion was delivered in Boston in September, 1862. The feeling that inspired it may be judged by the following extract : "Happy are the young, who find the pestilence cleansed out of the earth, leaving open to them an honest career. Happy the old, who see Nature puri fied before they depart. Do not let the dying die ; hold them back to this world, until you have charged their ear and heart with this message to other spiritual societies, announcing the melioration of our planet : > " Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And Peace proclaims olives of endless age. " The "Conduct of Life" was published in 1860. The chapter on " Fate " might leave the "CONDUCT OF LIFE" 229 reader with a feeling that what he is to do, as well as what he is to be and to suffer, is so largely predetermined for him, that his will, though formally asserted, has but a questionable fraction in adjusting him to his conditions as a portion of the universe. But let him hold fast to this reassuring statement : " If we must accept Fate, we are not less compelled to affirm liberty, the significance of the individual, the grandeur of duty, the power of character. We are sure, that, though we know not how, necessity does comport with liberty, the individual with the world, my polarity with the spirit of the times." But the value of the Essay is not so much in any light it throws on the mystery of volition, as in the striking and brilliant way in which the limitations of the individual and the inexplicable rule of law are illustrated. " Nature is no sentimentalist, does not cosset or pamper us. We must see that the world is rough and surly, and will not mind drowning a man or a woman ; but swallows your ship like a grain of dust. The way of Providence is a little rude. The habit of snake and spider, the snap of the tiger and other leapers and bloody jumpers, the crackle of the bones of his prey in the coil of the anaconda, these are in the system, and our habits are like theirs. You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughter house is concealed in the graceful distance of miles. 230 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. there is complicity, expensive races, race living at the expense of race. Let us not deny it up and down. Providence has a wild, rough, incalculable road to its end, and it is of no use to try to whitewash its huge, mixed instrumentalities, or to dress up that terrific benefactor in a clean shirt and white neckcloth of a student in divinity." Emerson cautions his reader against the dan ger of the doctrines which he believed in so fully: " They who talk much of destiny, their birth-star, etc., are in a lower dangerous plane, and invite the evils they fear." But certainly no physiologist, no cattle-breeder, no Calvinistic predestinarian could put his view more vigorously than Emerson, who dearly loves a picturesque statement, has given it in these words, which have a dash of science, a flash of imagination, and a hint of the delicate wit that is one of his characteristics : " People are born with the moral or with the material bias ; uterine brothers with this diverging destination : and I suppose, with high magnifiers, Mr. Fraunhofer or Dr. Carpenter might come to dis tinguish in the embryo at the fourth day, this is a whig and that a free-soiler." Let us see what Emerson has to say of " Power : " " All successful men have agreed in one thing "POWER." 231 they were causationists. They believed that things went not by luck, but by law ; that there was not a weak or a cracked link in the chain that joins the first and the last of things. " The key to the age may be this, or that, or the other, as the young orators describe ; the key to all ages is, Imbecility ; imbecility in the vast major ity of men at all times, and, even in heroes, in all but certain eminent moments; victims of gravity, custom, and fear. This gives force to the strong, that the multitude have no habit of self-reliance or original action. "We say that success is constitutional; depends on a plus condition of mind and body, on power of work, on courage ; that it is of main efficacy in carrying on the world, and though rarely found in the right state for an article of commerce, but oftener in the super saturate or excess, which makes it dangerous and de structive, yet it cannot be spared, and must be had in that form, and absorbents provided to take off its edge." The " two economies which are the best sue- cedanea " for deficiency of temperament are con centration and drill. This he illustrates by ex ample, and he also lays down some good, plain, practical rules which " Poor Kichard " would have cheerfully approved. He might have ac cepted also the Essay on " Wealth " as having a good sense so like his own that he could hardly tell the difference between them. 232 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Wealth begins in a tight roof that keeps the rain and wind out ; in a good pump that yields you plenty of sweet water; in two suits of clothes, so as to change your dress when you are wet ; in dry sticks to burn ; in a good double-wick lamp, and three meals ; in a horse or locomotive to cross the land; in a boat to cross the sea ; in tools to work with ; in books to read ; and so, in giving, on all sides, by tools and auxiliaries, the greatest possible extension to our powers, as if it added feet, and hands, and eyes, and blood, length to the day, and knowledge and good will. Wealth begins with these articles of necessity. " To be rich is to have a ticket of admission to the masterworks and chief men of each race. " The pulpit and the press have many common places denouncing the thirst for wealth ; but if men should take these moralists at their word, and leave off aiming to be rich, the moralists would rush to re kindle at all hazards this love of power in the people, lest civilization should be undone." Who can give better counsels on " Culture " than Emerson ? But we must borrow only a few sentences from his essay on that subject. All kinds of secrets come out as we read these Essays of Emerson s. We know something of his friends and disciples who gathered round him and sat at his feet. It is not hard to be lieve that he was drawing one of those composite portraits Mr. Galton has given us specimens of when lie wrote as follows : "CULTURE" 283 " The pest of society is egotists. This goitre of egotism is so frequent among notable persons that we must infer some strong necessity in nature which it subserves ; such as we see in the sexual attraction. The preservation of the species was a point of such necessity that Nature has secured it at all hazards by immensely overloading the passion, at the risk of per petual crime and disorder. So egotism has its root in the cardinal necessity by which each individual persists to be what he is. " The antidotes against this organic egotism are, the range and variety of attractions, as gained by ac quaintance with the world, with men of merit, with classes of society, with travel, with eminent persons, and with the high resources of philosophy, art, and religion : books, travel, society, solitude." " We can ill spare the commanding social benefits of cities ; they must be used ; yet cautiously and haughtily, and will yield their best values to him who can best do without them. Keep the town for occasions, but the habits should be formed to retire ment. Solitude, the safeguard of mediocrity, is to genius the stern friend, the cold, obscure shelter, where moult the wings which will bear it farther than suns and stars." We must remember, too, that " the calamities are our friends. Try the rough water as well as the smooth. Rough water can teach lessons worth knowing. Don t be so tender at making an enemy now and then. He who aims high, 234 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. must dread an easy home and popular man, ners." Emerson cannot have had many enemies, if any, in his calm and noble career. He can have cherished no enmity, on personal grounds at least. But he refused his hand to one who had spoken ill of a friend whom he respected. It was " the hand of Douglas " again, the same feeling that Charles Emerson expressed in the youthful essay mentioned in the introduction to this volume. Here are a few good sayings about " Be havior." " There is always a best way of doing everything, if it be to boil an egg. Manners are the happy ways of doing things ; each once a stroke of genius or of love, now repeated and hardened into usage." Thus it is that Mr. Emerson speaks of " Man ners " in his Essay under the above title. " The basis of good manners is self-reliance. Manners require time, as nothing is more vulgar than haste. " Men take each other s measure, when they meet for the first time, and every time they meet. " It is not what talents or genius a man has, but how he is to his talents, that constitutes friendship and character. The man that stands by himself, th universe stands by him also." "WORSHIP." 235 In his Essay on " Worship," Emerson ventures the following prediction : "The religion which is to guide and fulfil the present and coming ages, whatever else it be, must be intellectual. The scientific mind must have a faith which is science. There will be a new church founded on moral science, at first cold and naked, a babe in a manger again, the algebra and mathematics of ethical law, the church of men to come, without shawms or psaltery or sackbut ; but it will have heaven and earth for its beams and rafters ; science for sym bol and illustration ; it will fast enough gather beauty, music, picture, poetry." It is a bold prophecy, but who can doubt that all improbable and un verifiable traditional knowl edge of all kinds will make way for the estab lished facts of science and history when these last reach it in their onward movement ? It may be remarked that he now speaks of science more respectfully than of old. I suppose this Essay was of later date than "Beauty," or "Illusions." But accidental circumstances made such con fusion in the strata of Emerson s published thought that one is often at a loss to know whether a sentence came from the older or the newer layer. We come to " Considerations by the Way." The common-sense side of Emerson s mind has so much in common with the plain practical in- 236 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. telligence of Franklin that it is a pleasure to find the philosopher of the nineteenth century quoting the philosopher of the eighteenth. " Franklin said, Mankind are very superficial and dastardly : they begin upon a thing, but, meeting with a difficulty, they fly from it discouraged: but they have the means if they would employ them. " " Shall we judge a country by the majority, or by the minority ? By the minority, surely." Here we have the doctrine of the " saving remnant," which we have since recognized in Mr. Matthew Arnold s well-remembered lecture. Our repub lican philosopher is clearly enough outspoken on this matter of the vox populi. " Leave this hypo critical prating about the masses. Masses are rude, lame, unmade, pernicious in their demands, and need not to be flattered, but to be schooled. I wish not to concede anything to them, but to tame, drill, divide, and break them up, and draw individuals out of them." Pere Bouhours asked a question about the Germans which found its answer in due time. After reading what Emerson says about "the masses," one is tempted to ask whether a philos opher can ever have " a constituency " and be elected to Congress ? Certainly the essay just quoted from would not make a very promising ampaign document. "BEAUTY." 237 Perhaps there was no great necessity for Emer- Bon s returning to the subject of "Beauty," to which he had devoted a chapter of " Nature," and of which he had so often discoursed inciden tally. But he says so many things worth read ing in the Essay thus entitled in the " Conduct of Life " that we need not trouble ourselves about repetitions. The Essay is satirical and poetical rather than philosophical. Satirical when he speaks of science with something of that old feel ing betrayed by his brother Charles when he was writing in 1828; poetical in the flight of imag ination with which he enlivens, entertains, stim ulates, inspires, or as some may prefer to say, amuses his listeners and readers. The reader must decide which of these effects is produced by the following passage : " The feat of the imagination is in showing the convertibility of everything into every other thing. Facts which had never before left their stark com mon sense suddenly figure as Eleusinian mysteries. My boots and chair and candlestick are fairies in disguise, meteors, and constellations. All the facts in Nature are nouns of the intellect, and make the grammar of the eternal language. Every word has a double, treble, or centuple use and meaning. What ! has my stove and pepper-pot a false bottom ? I cry you mercy, good shoe-box ! I did not know you were ft jewel-case. Chaff and dust begin to sparkle, and 238 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. are clothed about with immortality. And there is a joy in perceiving the representative or symbolic char acter of a fact, which no bare fact or event can ever give. There are no days so memorable as those which vibrated to some stroke of the imagination." One is reminded of various things in reading this sentence. An ounce of alcohol, or a few whiffs from an opium-pipe, may easily make a day memorable by bringing on this imaginative delirium, which is apt, if often repeated, to run into visions of rodents and reptiles. A coarser 6atirist than Emerson indulged his fancy in 44 Meditations on a Broomstick," which My Lady Berkeley heard seriously and to edification. Meditations on a " Shoe-box " are less promis ing, but no doubt something could be made of it. A poet must select, and if he stoops too low he cannot lift the object he would fain idealize. The habitual readers of Emerson do not mind an occasional over-statement, extravagance, par adox, eccentricity ; they find them amusing and not misleading. But the accountants, for whom two and two always make four, come upon one of these passages and shut the book up as want ing in sanity. Without a certain sensibility to the humorous, no one should venture upon Em erson. If he had seen the lecturer s smile as he delivered one of his playful statements of a run* ft-way truth, fact unhorsed by imagination, some* "ILLUSIONS." 239 times by wit, or humor, he would have found a meaning in his words which the featureless printed page could never show him. The Essay on " Illusions " has little which we have not met with, or shall not find repeating itself in the Poems. During this period Emerson contributed many articles in prose and verse to the "Atlantic Monthly," and several to " The Dial," a second periodical of that name published in Cincinnati. Some of these have been, or will be, elsewhere referred to. CHAPTER X. 1863-1868. ^T. 60-65. " Boston Hymn." " Voluntaries." Other Poems. " May- Day and other Pieces." " Remarks at the Funeral Ser vices of Abraham Lincoln." Essay on Persian Poetry. Address at a Meeting of the Free Religious Association. "Progress of Culture." Address before the Phi Beta Kappa Society of Harvard University. Course of Lec tures in Philadelphia. The Degree of LL. D. conferred upon Emerson by Harvard University. " Terminus." THE " Boston Hymn " was read by Emerson in the Music Hall, on the first day of January, 1863. It is a rough piece of verse, but noble from beginning to end. One verse of it, begin ning " Pay ransom to the owner," has been al ready quoted ; these are the three that precede it: " I cause from every creature His proper good to flow: As much as he is and doeth So much shall he bestow. u But laying hands on another To coin his labor and sweat, He goes in pawn to his victim For eternal years in debt. 1 VOL UNT ARIES." 241 " To-day unbind the captive, So only are ye unbound : Lift up a people from the dust, Trump of their rescue, sound ! " " Voluntaries," published in the same year in the " Atlantic Monthly," is more dithyrambic in its measure and of a more Pindaric elevation than the plain song of the " Boston Hymn." But best befriended of the God He who, in evil times, Warned by an inward voice, Heeds not the darkness and the dread, Biding by his rule and choice, Feeling only the fiery thread Leading over heroic ground, Walled with mortal terror round, To the aim which him allures, And the sweet heaven his deed secures. Peril around, all else appalling, Cannon in front and leaden rain, Him Duty through the clarion calling To the van called not in vain." It is in this poem that we find the lines which, a moment after they were written, seemed as if they had been carved on marble for a thousand years : " So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, / can" 16 24:2 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Saadi " was published in the " Atlantic Monthly" in 1864, "My Garden" in 1866, " Terminus " in 1867. In the same year these last poems with many others were collected in a small volume, entitled " May-Day, and Other Pieces." The general headings of these poems are as follows : May-Day. The Adirondacs. Occasional and Miscellaneous Pieces. Nature and Life. Elements. Quatrains. Transla tions. Some of these poems, which were writ ten at long intervals, have been referred to in previous pages. " The Adirondacs " is a pleas ant narrative, but not to be compared for its poetical character with " May-Day," one passage from which, beginning, " I saw the bud-crowned Spring go forth," is surpassingly imaginative and beautiful. In this volume will be found " Brahma," " Days," and others which are well known to all readers of poetry. Emerson s delineations of character are re markable for high-relief and sharp-cut lines. In his Remarks at the Funeral Services for Abra ham Lincoln, held in Concord, April 19, 1865, he drew the portrait of the homespun - robed chief of the Republic with equal breadth and delicacy : "FREE RELIGIOUS ASSOCIATION." 243 " Here was place for no holiday magistrate, no fair weather sailor ; the new pilot was hurried to the helm in a tornado. In four years, four years of battle-days, his endurance, his fertility of resources, his magnanimity, were sorely tried and never found wanting. There, by his courage, his justice, his even temper, his fertile counsel, his humanity, he stood a heroic figure in the centre of a heroic epoch. He is the true history of the American people in his time. Step by step he walked before them ; slow with their slowness, quickening his march by theirs, the true representative of this continent ; an entirely public man ; father of his country ; the pulse of twenty millions throbbing in his heart, the thought of their minds articulated by his tongue." In his " Remarks at the Organization of the Free Religious Association," Emerson stated his leading thought about religion in a very succinct and sufficiently "transcendental* way: intelli gibly for those who wish to understand him ; mystically to those who do not accept or wish to accept the doctrine shadowed forth in his poem, " The Sphinx." "As soon as every man is apprised of the Divine Presence within his own mind, is apprised that the perfect law of duty corresponds with the laws of chemistry, of vegetation, of astronomy, as face to face in a glass ; that the basis of duty, the order of society, the power of character, the wealth 244 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. of culture, the perfection of taste, all draw their essence from this moral sentiment ; then we have a religion that exalts, that commands all the social and all the private action." Nothing could be more wholesome in a meeting of creed-killers than the suggestive re mark, " What I expected to find here was, some prac tical suggestions by which we were to reanimate and reorganize for ourselves the true Church, the pure worship. Pure doctrine always bears fruit in pure benefits. It is only by good works, it is only on the basis of active duty, that worship finds expression. The interests that grow out of a meeting like this, should bind us with new strength to the old eternal duties." In a later address before the same association, Emerson says : " I object, of course, to the claim of miraculous dispensation, certainly not to the doctrine of Chris tianity. If you are childish and exhibit your saint as a worker of wonders, a thaumaturgist, I am re pelled. That claim takes his teachings out of nature, and permits official and arbitrary senses to be grafted on the teachings." The " Progress of Culture " was delivered as a Phi Beta Kappa oration just thirty years after his first address before the same society. It is Very instructive to compare the two orations "PROGRESS OF CULTURE." 245 written at the interval of a whole generation: one in 1837, at the age of thirty-four ; the other in 1867, at the age of sixty-four. Both are hopeful, but the second is more sanguine than the first. He recounts what he considers the recent gains of the reforming movement : " Observe the marked ethical quality of the inno vations urged or adopted. The new claim of woman to a political status is itself an honorable testimony to the civilization which has given her a civil status new in history. Now that by the increased humanity of law she controls her property, she inevitably takes the next step to her share in power." He enumerates many other gains, from the war or from the growth of intelligence, " All, one may say, in a high degree revolutionary, teaching nations the taking of governments into their own hands, and superseding kings." He repeats some of his fundamental formulae. "The foundation of culture, as of character, is at last the moral sentiment. " Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than any material force, that thoughts rule the world. " Periodicity, reaction, are laws of mind as well as of matter." And most encouraging it is to read in 1884 Krhat was written in 1867, especially in the View of future possibilities. 246 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. "Bad kings and governors help us, if only they are bad enough." Non tali auxilio^ we exclaim, with a shudder of remembrance, and are very glad to read these concluding words : " I read the promise of better times and of greater men." In the year 1866, Emerson reached the age which used to be spoken of as the " grand cli macteric." In that year Harvard University conferred upon him the degree of Doctor of Laws, the highest honor in its gift. In that same year, having left home on one of his last lecturing trips, he met his son, Dr. Edward Waldo Emerson, at the Brevoort House, in New York. Then, and in that place, he read to his son the poem afterwards published in the " Atlantic Monthly," and in his second volume, under the title " Terminus." This was the first time that Dr. Emerson recognized the fact that his father felt himself growing old. The thought, which must have been long shaping itself in the father s mind, had been so far from betraying itself that it was a shock to the son to hear it plainly avowed. The poem is one of his noblest ; he could not fold his robes about him with more of serene dignity than in these solemn lines. The reader may remember that one passage from it has been quoted for a particular purpose, but here is the whole poem : TERMINUS. 247 TERMINUS. It is time to be old, To take in sail : The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounda, And said : " No more ! No farther shoot Thy broad ambitious branches, and thy roofc Fancy departs : no more invent ; Contract thy firmament To compass of a tent. There s not enough for this and that, Make thy option which of two ; Economize the failing river, Not the less revere the Giver, Leave the many and hold the few, Timely wise accept the terms, Soften the fall with wary foot ; A little while Still plan and smile, And, fault of novel germs, Mature the unfallen fruit. Curse, if thou wilt, thy sires, Bad husbands of their fires, Who, when they gave thee breath, Failed to bequeath The needful sinew stark as once, The baresark marrow to thy bones, But left a legacy of ebbing veins, Inconstant heat and nerveless reins, Amid the Muses, left thee deaf and dumb, Amid the gladiators, halt and numb." 248 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. As the bird trims her to the gale I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime : " Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed ; The port, well worth the cruise, is lear, And every wave is charmed." CHAPTER XL 1868-1873. JEt. 65-70. Lectures on the Natural History of the Intellect.- Publication of " Society and Solitude." Contents: Society and Solitude. Civilization. Art. Eloquence. Domestic Life. Farming. Works and Days. Books. Clubs. Cour age. Success. Old Age. Other Literary Labors. Visit to California. Burning of his House, and the Story of its Rebuilding. Third Visit to Europe. His Reception at Concord on his Return. DURING three successive years, 1868, 1869, 1870, Emerson delivered a series of Lectures at Harvard University on the " Natural History of the Intellect." These Lectures, as I am told by Dr. Emerson, cost him a great deal of labor, but I am not aware that they have been collected or reported. They will be referred to in the course of this chapter, in an extract from Prof. Thay- er s " Western Journey with Mr. Emerson." He is there reported as saying that he cared very little for metaphysics. It is very certain that he makes hardly any use of the ordinary terms employed by metaphysicians. If he does not hold the words " subject and object " with their adjectives, in the same contempt that Mr. 250 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Ruskin shows for them, he very rarely employs either of these expressions. Once he ventures on the not me, but in the main he uses plain English handles for the few metaphysical tools he has occasion to employ. " Society and Solitude " was published in 1870. The first Essay in the volume bears the same name as the volume itself. In this first Essay Emerson is very fair to the antagonistic claims of solitary and social life. He recognizes the organic necessity of solitude. We are driven " as with whips into the desert." But there is danger in this seclusion. " Now and then a man exquisitely made can live alone and must ; but coop up most men and you undo them. Here again, as so often, Nature delights to put us between extreme antagonisms, and our safety is in the skill with which we keep the diagonal line. The conditions are met, if we keep our independence yet do not lose our sym pathy." The Essay on " Civilization " is pleasing, put ting familiar facts in a very agreeable way. The framed or stone-house in place of the cave or the camp, the building of roads, the change from war, hunting, and pasturage to agriculture, the division of labor, the skilful combinations of civil government, the diffusion of knowledge " CIVILIZATION." 251 through the press, are well worn subjects which he treats agreeably, if not with special bril liancy : " Right position of woman in the State is another index. Place the sexes in right relations of mutual respect, and a severe morality gives that essential charm to woman which educates all that is delicate, poetic, and self-sacrificing ; breeds courtesy and learn ing, conversation and wit, in her rough mate, so that I have thought a sufficient measure of civilization is the influence of good women." My attention was drawn to one paragraph for a reason which my reader will readily understand, and I trust look upon good-naturedly : " The ship, in its latest complete equipment, is an abridgment and compend of a nation s arts : the ship steered by compass and chart, longitude reckoned by lunar observation and by chronometer, driven by steam ; and in wildest sea-mountains, at vast distances from home, " The pulses of her iron heart Go beating through the storm. " I cannot be wrong, it seems to me, in supposing those two lines to be an incorrect version of these two from a poem of my own called " The Steamboat : " " The beating of her restless heart Still sounding through the storm." It is never safe to quote poetry from memory, 252 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. at least while the writer lives, for he is ready to " cavil on the ninth part of a hair " where his verses are concerned. But extreme accuracy was not one of Emerson s special gifts, and vanity whispers to the misrepresented versifier that t is better to be quoted wrong Than to be quoted not at all. This Essay of Emerson s is irradiated by a single precept that is worthy to stand by the side of that which Juvenal says came from heaven. How could the man in whose thought such a meteoric expression suddenly announced itself fail to recognize it as divine ? It is not strange that he repeats it on the page next the one where we first see it. Not having any golden letters to print it in, I will underscore it for italics, and doubly underscore it in the second extract for small capitals : " Now that is the wisdom of a man, in every in stance of his labor, to hitch his wagon to a star, and see his chore done by the gods themselves." " It was a great instruction, said a saint in Crom well s war, that the best courages are but beams of the Almighty. HITCH YOUR WAGON TO A STAB. Let us not fag in paltry works which serve our pot and bag alone. Let us not lie and steal. No god will help. We shall find all their teams going the other way, Charles s Wain, Great Bear, Orion, Leo, Hercules : every god will leave us. Work rather "ART" 253 for those interests which the divinities honor and promote, justice, love, freedom, knowledge, util- ity." - Charles s Wain and the Great Bear, he should have been reminded, are the same constellation ; the Dipper is what our people often call it, and the country folk all know " the plnters," which guide their eyes to the North Star. I find in the Essay on " Art " many of the thoughts with which we are familiar in Emer son s poem, " The Problem." It will be enough to cite these passages : " We feel in seeing a noble building which rhymes well, as we do in hearing a perfect song, that it is spiritually organic ; that is, had a necessity in nature for being ; was one of the possible forms in the Divine mind, and is now only discovered and exe cuted by the artist, not arbitrarily composed by him. And so every genuine work of art has as much reason for being as the earth and the sun. " The Iliad of Homer, the songs of David, the odes of Pindar, the tragedies of ^Eschylus, the Doric temples, the Gothic cathedrals, the plays of Shak- speare, all and each were made not for sport, but in grave earnest, in tears and smiles of suffering and loving men. " The Gothic cathedrals were built when the builder and the priest and the people were over powered by their faith. Love and fear laid every Itone. 254 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Our arts are happy hits. We are like the musi cian on the lake, whose melody is sweeter than he knows." The discourse on " Eloquence " is more sys tematic, more professorial, than many of the others. A few brief extracts will give the key to its general purport : " Eloquence must be grounded on the plainest narrative. Afterwards, it may warm itself until it exhales symbols of every kind and color, speaks only through the most poetic forms ; but, first and last, it must still be at bottom a biblical statement of fact. " He who will train himself to mastery in this science of persuasion must lay the emphasis of educa tion, not on popular arts, but on character and in sight. " The highest platform of eloquence is the moral sentiment. " Its great masters . . . were grave men, who preferred their integrity to their talent, and esteemed that object for which they toiled, whether the pros perity of their country, or the laws, or a reformation, or liberty of speech, or of the press, or letters, or morals, as above the whole world and themselves also." " Domestic Life " begins with a picture of childhood so charming that it sweetens all the good counsel which follows like honey round the rim of the goblet which holds some tonio draught : "FARMING" 255 " Welcome to the parents the puny straggler, Strong in his weakness, his little arms more irresistible than the soldier s, his lips touched with persuasion which Chatham and Pericles in manhood had not. His unaffected lamentations when he lifts up his voice on high, or, more beautiful, the sobbing child, the face all liquid grief, as he tries to swallow his vexation, soften all hearts to pity, and to mirthful and clamorous compassion. The small despot asks so little that all reason and all nature are on his side. His ignorance is more charming than all knowledge, and his little sins more bewitching than any virtue. His flesh is angels flesh, all alive. All day, be tween his three or four sleeps, he coos like a pigeon- house, sputters and spurs and puts on his faces of importance ; and when he fasts, the little Pharisee fails not to sound his trumpet before him." Emerson has favored his audiences and read ers with what he knew about " Farming." Dr. Emerson tells me that this discourse was read as an address before the " Middlesex Agri cultural Society," and printed in the " Transac tions " of that association. He soon found out that the hoe and the spade were not the tools he was meant to work with, but he had some gen eral ideas about farming which he expressed very happily : " The farmer s office is precise and important, but you must not try to paint him in rose-color ; you can? 256 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. not make pretty compliments to fate and gravitation, whose minister he is. This hard work will always be done by one kind of man ; not by scheming specu lators, nor by soldiers, nor professors, nor readers of Tennyson ; but by men of endurance, deep-chested, long-winded, tough, slow and sure, and timely." Emerson s chemistry and physiology are not profound, but they are correct enough to make a fine richly colored poetical picture in his im aginative presentation. He tells the common est facts so as to make them almost a sur. prise : " By drainage we went down to a subsoil we did not know, and have found there is a Concord under old Concord, which we are now getting the best crops from ; a Middlesex under Middlesex ; and, in fine, that Massachusetts has a basement story more valu able and that promises to pay a better rent than all the superstructure. * In " Works and Days " there is much good reading, but I will call attention to one or two points only, as having a slight special interest of their own. The first is the boldness of Emer son s assertions and predictions in matters be longing to science and art. Thus, he speaks of " the transfusion of the blood, which, in Paris, it was claimed, enables a man to change his blood as often as his linen ! " And once more, "BOOKS." 257 " We are to have the balloon yet, and the next war will be fought in the air." Possibly ; but it is perhaps as safe to predict that it will be fought on wheels ; the soldiers on bicycles, the officers on tricycles. The other point I have marked is that we find in this Essay a prose version of the fine poem printed in " May-Day " under the title " Days." I shall refer to this more particularly hereafter. It is wronging the Essay on "Books " to make extracts from it. It is all an extract, taken from years of thought in the lonely study and the pub lic libraries. If I commit the wrong I have spoken of, it is under protest against myself. Every word of this Essay deserves careful read ing. But here are a few sentences I have selected for the reader s consideration : " There are books ; and it is practicable to read them because they are so few. " I visit occasionally the Cambridge Library, and I can seldom go there without renewing the convic tion that the best of it all is already within the four walls of my study at home. " The three practical rules which I have to offer are, 1. Never read any book that is not a year old. 2. Never read any but famed books. 3. Never read any but what you like, or, in Shakspeare s phrase, 17 VYBIU OF "" 01 258 RALPH WALDO EMERSON 1 . " No profit goes where is no pleasure ta en : In brief, Sir, study what you most affect. " Emerson has a good deal to say about conver sation in his Essay on " Clubs," but nothing very notable on the special subject of the Essay. Perhaps his diary would have something of in terest with reference to the " Saturday Club," of which he was a member, which, in fact, formed itself around him as a nucleus, and which he at tended very regularly. But he was not given to personalities, and among the men of genius and of talent whom he met there no one was quieter, but none saw and heard and remembered more. He was hardly what Dr. Johnson would have called a " clubable " man, yet he enjoyed the meetings in his still way, or he would never have come from Concord so regularly to attend them. He gives two good reasons for the existence of a club like that of which I have been speaking : " I need only hint the value of the club for bring ing masters in their several arts to compare and expand their views, to come to an understanding on these points, and so that their united opinion shall have its just influence on public questions of educa tion and politics." " A principal purpose also is the hospitality of the club, as a means of receiving a worthy foreigner with mutual advantage." I do not think " public questions of education "COURAGE" 259 and politics " were very prominent at the social meetings of the " Saturday Club," but " worthy foreigners," and now and then one not so wor thy, added variety to the meetings of the com pany, which included a wide range of talents and callings. All that Emerson has to say about " Courage " is worth listening to, for he was a truly brave man in that sphere of action where there are more cowards than are found in the battle-field. He spoke his convictions fearlessly ; he carried the spear of Ithuriel, but he wore no breastplate save that which protects him " Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill." He mentions three qualities as attracting the wonder and reverence of mankind: 1. Disin terestedness ; 2. Practical Power ; 3. Courage. " I need not show how much it is esteemed, for the people give it the first rank. They forgive everything to it. And any man who puts his life in peril in a cause which is esteemed be comes the darling of all men." There are good and inspiriting lessons for young and old in this Essay or Lecture, which closes with the spirited ballad of " George Nidiver," writ ten " by a lady to whom all the particulars of the fact are exactly known." 260 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Men will read any essay or listen to any lec ture which has for its subject, like the one now before me, " Success." Emerson complains of the same things in America which Carlyle groaned over in England : " We countenance each other in this life of show, puffing, advertisement, and manufacture of public opinion ; and excellence is lost sight of in the hunger for sudden performance and praise. "Now, though I am by no means sure that the reader will assent to all my propositions, yet I think we shall agree in my first rule for success, that we shall drop the brag and the advertisement and take Michael Angelo s course, * to confide in one s self and be something of worth and value. " Reading about "Success" is after all very much like reading in old books of alchemy. "How not to do it," is the lesson of all the books and treatises. Geber and Albertus Mag nus, Roger Bacon and Raymond Lully, and the whole crew of "pauperes alcumistae," all give the most elaborate directions showing their student how to fail in transmuting Saturn into Luna and Sol and making a billionaire of himself. " Success " in its vulgar sense, the gaining of money and position, is not to be reached by following the rules of an instructor. Our " self- made men," who govern the country by their wealth and influence, have found their place by "OLD AGE." 261 adapting themselves to the particular circum stances in which they were placed, and not by studying the broad maxims of " Poor Richard," or any other moralist or economist. For such as these is meant the cheap cynical saying quoted by Emerson, " Hien ne reussit mieux que le succes." But this is not the aim and end of Emerson s teaching : "I fear the popular notion of success stands in direct opposition in all points to the real and whole some success. One adores public opinion, the other private opinion ; one fame, the other desert ; one feats, the other humility ; one lucre, the other love ; one monopoly, and the other hospitality of mind." And so, though there is no alchemy in this Lecture, it is profitable reading, assigning its true value to the sterling gold of character, thw gaining of which is true success, as against the brazen idol of the market-place. The Essay on " Old Age " has a special value from its containing two personal reminiscences : one of the venerable Josiah Quincy, a brief mention ; the other the detailed record of a visit in the year 1825, Emerson being then twenty- two years old, to ex-President John Adams, soon after the election of his son to the Presidency. It is enough to allude to these, which every reader will naturally turn to first of alL 262 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. But many thoughts worth gathering are dropped along these pages. He recounts the benefits of age ; the perilous capes and shoals it has weathered ; the fact that a success more or less signifies little, so that the old man may go below his own mark with impunity ; the feeling that he has found expression, that his con dition, in particular and in general, allows the utterance of his mind ; the pleasure of complet ing his secular affairs, leaving all in the best posture for the future : " When life has been well spent, age is a loss of what it can well spare, muscular strength, organic instincts, gross bulk, and works that belong to these. But the central wisdom which was old in infancy is young in fourscore years, and dropping off obstruc tions, leaves in happy subjects the mind purified and wise. I have heard that whoever loves is in no con dition old. I have heard that whenever the name of man is spoken, the doctrine of immortality is an nounced ; it cleaves to his constitution. The mode of it baffles our wit, and no whisper comes to us from the other side. But the inference from the working of intellect, hiving knowledge, hiving skill, at the end of life just ready to be born, affirms the in spirations of affection and of the moral sentiment." Other literary labors of Emerson during this period were the Introduction to " Plutarch s Morals " in 1870, and a Preface to William El VISIT TO CALIFORNIA. 263 lery Channing s Poem, " The Wanderer," in 1871. He made a speech at Howard University, \Yashington, in 1872. In the year 1871 Emerson made a visit to California with a very pleasant company, con cerning which Mr. John M. Forbes, one of whose sons married Emerson s daughter Edith, writes to me as follows. Professor James B. Thayer, to whom he refers, has more recently written and published an account of this trip, from which some extracts will follow Mr. Forbes s letter : BOSTON, February 6, 1884. MY DEAR DR., What little I can give will be of a very rambling character. One of the first memories of Emerson which comes up is my meeting him on the steamboat at returning from Detroit East. I persuaded him to stop over at Niagara, which he had never seen. We took a car riage and drove around the circuit. It was in early summer, perhaps in 1848 or 1849. When we came to Table Rock on the British side, our driver took us down on the outer part of the rock in the carriage. We passed on by rail, and the next day s papers brought us the telegraphic news that Table Rock had fallen over ; perhaps we were among the last persons on it! About 1871 I made up a party for California, in cluding Mr. Emerson, his daughter Edith, and a number of gay young people. We drove with B , the famous Vermont coachman, up to the Geysers, 264 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. and then made the journey to the Yosemite Valley by wagon and on horseback. I wish I could give you more than a mere outline picture of the sage at this time. With the thermometer at 100 he would sometimes drive with the buffalo robes drawn up over his knees, apparently indifferent to the weather, gaz ing on the new and grand scenes of mountain and valley through which we journeyed. I especially remember once, when riding down the steep side of a mountain, his reins hanging loose, the bit entirely out of the horse s mouth, without his being aware that this was an unusual method of riding Pegasus, so fixed was his gaze into space, and so unconscious was he, at the moment, of his surroundings. In San Francisco he visited with us the dens of the opium smokers, in damp cellars, with rows of shelves around, on which were deposited the stupefied Mon golians ; perhaps the lowest haunts of humanity to be found in the world. The contrast between them and the serene eye and undisturbed brow of the sage was a sight for all beholders. When we reached Salt Lake City on our way home he made a point of calling on Brigham Young, then at the summit of his power. The Prophet, or whatever he was called, was a burly, bull-necked man of hard sense, really leading a great industrial army. He did not seem to appreciate who his visitor was, at any rate gave no sign of so doing, and the chief in terest of the scene was the wide contrast between these leaders of spiritual and of material forces. I regret not having kept any notes of what wat VISIT TO CALIFORNIA. 265 said on this and other occasions, but if by chance you could get hold of Professor J. B. Thayer, who was one of our party, he could no doubt give you some notes that would be valuable. Perhaps the latest picture that remains in my mind of our friend is his wandering along the beaches and under the trees at Naushon, no doubt carrying home large stealings from my domain there, which lost none of their value from being transferred to his pages. Next to his private readings which he gave us there, the most notable recollection is that of his intense amusement at some comical songs which our young people used to sing, developing a sense of humor which a superficial observer would hardly have discovered, but which you and I know he pos sessed in a marked degree. Yours always, J. M. FORBES. Professor James B. Thayer s little book, " A Western Journey with Mr. Emerson," is a very entertaining account of the same trip concerning which Mr. Forbes wrote the letter just given. Professor Thayer kindly read many of his notes to me before his account was published, and al lows me to make such use of the book as I see fit. Such liberty must not be abused, and I will content myself with a few passages in which Emerson has a part. No extract will interest the reader more than the following : " * How can Mr. Emerson, said one of the younger 266 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. members of the party to me that day, * be so agree able, all the time, without getting tired ! It was the naive expression of what we all had felt. There was never a more agreeable travelling companion ; he was always accessible, cheerful, sympathetic, con siderate, tolerant ; and there was always that same respectful interest in those with whom he talked, even the humblest, which raised them in their own estima tion. One thing particularly impressed me, the sense that he seemed to have of a certain great am plitude of time and leisure. It was the behavior of one who really believed in an immortal life, and had adjusted his conduct accordingly ; so that, beautiful and grand as the natural objects were, among which our journey lay, they were matched by the sweet ele vation of character, and the spiritual charm of our gracious friend. Years afterwards, on that memo rable day of his funeral at Concord, I found that a sentence from his own Essay on Immortality haunted my mind, and kept repeating itself all the day long ; it seemed to point to the sources of his power: Mean time the true disciples saw through the letter the doc trine of eternity, which dissolved the poor corpse, and Nature also, and gave grandeur to the passing hour. " This extract will be appropriately followed by another alluding to the same subject. " The next evening, Sunday, the twenty-third, Mr. Emerson read his address on Immortality, at Dr. Btebbins s church. It was the first time that he had VISIT TO CALIFORNIA. 267 spoken on the Western coast; never did he speak better. It was, in the main, the same noble Essay that has since been printed. " At breakfast the next morning we had the news paper, the Alta California. It gave a meagre out line of the address, but praised it warmly, and closed with the following observations : All left the church feeling that an elegant tribute had been paid to the creative genius of the Great First Cause, and that a masterly use of the English language had contributed to that end. " The story used to be told that after the Rev erend Horace Holley had delivered a prayer on some public occasion, Major Ben. Russell, of ruddy face and ruffled shirt memory, Editor of " The Columbian Centinel," spoke of it in his paper the next day as " the most eloquent prayer ever addressed to a Boston audience." The "Alta California s" " elegant tribute" is not quite up to this rhetorical altitude. " * The minister, said he, is in no danger of losing his position ; he represents the moral sense and the humanities. He spoke of his own reasons for leaving the pulpit, and added that some one had lately come to him whose conscience troubled him about retaining the name of Christian ; he had replied that he him self had no difficulty about it. When he was called a Platonist, or a Christian, or a Republican, he wel comed it. It did not bind him to what he did not like. What is the use of going about and setting up a flag of negation ? 268 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " I made bold to ask him what he had in mind in naming his recent course of lectures at Cambridge, < The Natural History of the Intellect. This opened a very interesting conversation ; but, alas ! I could recall but little of it, little more than the mere hintings of what he said. He cared very little for metaphysics. But he thought that as a man grows he observes certain facts about his own mind, about memory, for example. These he had set down from time to time. As for making any methodical history, he did not undertake it." Emerson met Brigham Young at Salt Lake City, as has been mentioned, but neither seems to have made much impression upon the other. Emerson spoke of the Mormons. Some one had said, " They impress the common people, through their imagination, by Bible-names and imagery." "Yes," he said, "it is an after-clap of Puritan ism. But one would think that after this Father Abraham could go no further." The charm of Boswell s Life of Johnson is that it not merely records his admirable conversation, but also gives us many of those lesser peculiari ties which are as necessary to a true biography as lights and shades to a portrait on canvas. We are much obliged to Professor Thayer there fore for the two following pleasant recollections which he has been good-natured enough to pro* VISIT TO CALIFORNIA. 269 serve for us, and with which we will take leave of his agreeable little volume : "At breakfast we had, among other things, pie. This article at breakfast was one of Mr. Emerson s weaknesses. A pie stood before him now. He offered to help somebody from it, who declined ; and then one or two others, who also declined ; and then Mr. ; he too declined. But Mr. ! Mr. Emerson remonstrated, with humorous empha sis, thrusting the knife under a piece of the pie, and putting the entire weight of his character into his manner, but Mr. , what is pie for ? : A near friend of mine, a lady, was once in the cars with Emerson, and when they stopped for the refreshment of the passengers he was very desirous of procuring something at the station for her solace. Presently he advanced upon her with a cup of tea in one hand and a wedge of pie in the other, such a wedge ! She could hardly have been more dismayed if one of CaB- sar s cunei, or wedges of soldiers, had made a charge against her. Yet let me say here that pie, often foolishly abused, is a good creature, at the right time and in angles of thirty or forty degrees. In semi circles and quadrants it may sometimes prove too much for delicate stomachs. But here was Emerson, a hopelessly confirmed pie-eater, never, so far as I remember, complaining of dyspepsia; 270 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. and there, on the other side, was Carlyle, feeding largely on wholesome oatmeal, groaning with in digestion all his days, and living with half his self -consciousness habitually centred beneath his diaphragm. Like his friend Carlyle and like Tennyson, Emerson had a liking for a whiff of tobacco- smoke : " When alone," he said, " he rarely cared to finish a whole cigar. But in company it was singular to see how different it was. To one who found it difficult to meet people, as he did, the effect of a cigar was agreeable ; one who is smoking may be as silent as he likes, and yet be good company. And so Hawthorne used to say that he found it. On this journey Mr. Emerson generally smoked a single ci gar after our mid-day dinner, or after tea, and occa sionally after both. This was multiplying, several times over, anything that was usual with him at home/ Professor Thayer adds in a note : " Like Milton, Mr. Emerson i was extraordinary temperate in his Diet, and he used even less tobacco. Milton s quiet day seems to have closed regularly with a pipe ; he supped, we are told, l upon . . . some light thing ; and after a pipe of tobacco and a glass of water went to bed/ " As Emerson s name has been connected with that of Milton in its nobler aspects, it can do no BURNING OF HIS HOUSE. 271 harm to contemplate him, like Milton, indulging in this semi-philosophical luxury. One morning in July, 1872, Mr. and Mrs. Emerson woke to find their room filled with smoke and fire coming through the floor of a closet in the room over them. The alarm was given, and the neighbors gathered and did their best to put out the flames, but the upper part of the house was destroyed, and with it were burned many papers of value to Emerson, including his father s sermons. Emerson got wet and chilled, and it seems too probable that the shock hast ened that gradual loss of memory which came over his declining years. His kind neighbors did all they could to save his property and relieve his temporary needs. A study was made ready for him in the old Court House, and the " Old Manse," which had sheltered his grandfather, and others nearest to him, received him once more as its tenant. On the 15th of October he spoke at a dinner given in New York in honor of James Anthony Froude, the historian, and in the course of this same month he set out on his third visit to Europe, accompanied by his daughter Ellen. We have little to record of this visit, which was suggested as a relief and recreation while his home was being refitted for him. He went to Egypt, but so far as I have learned the Sphinx 272 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. had no message for him, and in the state of mind in which he found himself upon the mys terious and dream-compelling Nile it may be suspected that the landscape with its palms and pyramids was an unreal vision, that, as to his Humble-bee, "All was picture as he passed." But while he was voyaging his friends had not forgotten him. The sympathy with him in his misfortune was general and profound. It did not confine itself to expressions of feeling, but a spontaneous movement organized itself almost without effort. If any such had been needed, the attached friend whose name is appended to the Address to the Subscribers to the Fund for rebuilding Mr. Emerson s house would have been as energetic in this new cause as he had been in the matter of procuring the reprint of " Sartor Eesartus." I have his kind permission to publish the whole correspondence relating to the friendly project so happily carried out. To the Subscribers to the Fund for the Rebuilding of Mr. Emerson s House, after the Fire of July 24, 1872 : The death of Mr. Emerson has removed any objec tion which may have before existed to the printing of the following correspondence. I have now caused this to be done, that each subscriber may have the satisfaction of possessing a copy of the touching and STORY OF ITS REBUILDING. 273 affectionate letters in which he expressed his delight in this, to him, most unexpected demonstration of personal regard and attachment, in the offer to restore for him his ruined home. No enterprise of the kind was ever more fortunate and successful in its purpose and in its results. The prompt and cordial response to the proposed sub scription was most gratifying. No contribution was solicited from any one. The simple suggestion to a few friends of Mr. Emerson that an opportunity was now offered to be of service to him was all that was needed. From the first day on which it was made, the day after the fire, letters began to come in, with cheques for large and small amounts, so that in less than three weeks I was enabled to send to Judge Hoar the sum named in his letter as received by him on the 13th of August, and presented by him to Mr. Emerson the next morning, at the Old Manse, with fitting words. Other subscriptions were afterwards received, in creasing the amount on my book to eleven thousand six hundred and twenty dollars. A part of this was handed directly to the builder at Concord. The bal ance was sent to Mr. Emerson October 7, and ac knowledged by him in his letter of October 8, 1872. All the friends of Mr. Emerson who knew of the plan which was proposed to rebuild his house, seemed to feel that it was a privilege to be allowed to express in this way the love and veneration with which he was regarded, and the deep debt of gratitude which they owed to him, and there is no doubt that a much 38 274 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. larger amount would have been readily and gladly offered, if it had been required, for the object in view. Those who have had the happiness to join in this friendly " conspiracy " may well take pleasure in the thought that what they have done has had the effect to lighten the load of care and anxiety which the calamity of the fire brought with it to Mr. Emerson, and thus perhaps to prolong for some precious years the serene and noble life that was so dear to all of us. My thanks are due to the friends who have made me the bearer of this message of good-will. LE BARON RUSSELL. BOSTON, May 8, 1882. BOSTON, August 13, 1872. DEAR MR. EMERSON : It seems to have been the spontaneous desire of your friends, on hearing of the burning of your house, to be allowed the pleasure of rebuilding it. A few of them have united for this object, and now request your acceptance of the amount which I have to-day deposited to your order at the Concord Bank, through the kindness of our friend, Judge Hoar. They trust that you will receive it as an ex pression of sincere regard and affection from friends, who will, one and all, esteem it a great privilege to be permitted to assist in the restoration of your home. And if, in their eagerness to participate in so grate ful a work, they may have exceeded the estimate of 8TORT OF ITS REBUILDING. 275 your architect as to what is required for that purpose, they beg that you will devote the remainder to such other objects as may be most convenient to you. Very sincerely yours, LE BARON RUSSELL. CONCORD, August 14, 1872. DR. LE B. RUSSELL: Dear Sir, I received your letters, with the check for ten thousand dollars inclosed, from Mr. Barrett last evening. This morning I deposited it to Mr. Emerson s credit in the Concord National Bank, and took a bank book for him, with his little balance entered at the top, and this following, and carried it to him with your letter. I told him, by way of pre lude, that some of his friends had made him treasurer of an association who wished him to go to England and examine Warwick Castle and other noted houses that had been recently injured by fire, in order to get the best ideas possible for restoration, and then to apply them to a house which the association was formed to restore in this neighborhood. When he understood the thing and had read your letter, he seemed very deeply moved. He said that he had been allowed so far in life to stand on his own feet, and that he hardly knew what to say, that the kindness of his friends was very great. I said what I thought was best in reply, and told him that this was the spontaneous act of friends, who wished the privilege of expressing in this way their espect and affection, and was done only by those 276 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. who thought it a privilege to do so. I mentioned Hillard as you desired, and also Mrs. Tappan, who, it seems, had written to him and offered any assistance he might need, to the extent of five thousand dollars, personally. I think it is all right, but he said he must see the list of contributors, and would then say what he had to say about it. He told me that Mr. F. C. Lowell, who was his classmate and old friend, Mr. Bangs, Mrs. Gurney, and a few other friends, had already sent him five thousand dollars, which he seemed to think was as much as he could bear. This makes the whole a very gratifying result, and perhaps ex plains the absence of some names on your book. I am glad that Mr. Emerson, who is feeble and ill, can learn what a debt of obligation his friends feel to him, and thank you heartily for what you have done about it. Very truly yours, E. R. HOAR. CONCORD, August 16, 1872. MY DEAR LE BARON: I have wondered and melted over your letter and its accompaniments till it is high time that I should reply to it, if I can. My misfortunes, as I have lived along so far in this world, have been so few that I have never needed to ask direct aid of the host of good men and women who have cheered my life, though many a gift has come to me. And this late calamity, however rude and devastating, soon began to look more wonderful in its salvages than in its ruins, so that I can hardly feel any right to this 8 TORT OF ITS REBUILDING. 277 munificent endowment with which you, and my other friends through you, have astonished me. But I cannot read your letter or think of its message with out delight, that my companions and friends bear me so noble a good-will, nor without some new aspirations in the old heart toward a better deserving. Judge Hoar has, up to this time, withheld from me the names of my benefactors, but you may be sure that I shall not rest till I have learned them, every one, to repeat to myself at night and at morning. Your affectionate friend and debtor, E. W. EMERSON. DR. LE BARON RUSSELL CONCORD, October 8, 1872. MY DEAR DOCTOR LE BARON : I received last night your two notes, and the cheque, enclosed in one of them, for one thousand and twenty dollars. Are my friends bent on killing me with kindness ? No, you will say, but to make me live longer. I thought myself sufficiently loaded with benefits al ready, and you add more and more. It appears that you all will rebuild my house and rejuvenate me by sending me in my old days abroad on a young man s excursion. I am a lover of men, but this recent wonderful experience of their tenderness surprises and occupies my thoughts day by day. Now that I have all or almost all the names of the men and women who have conspired in this kindness to me (some of whom I have never personally known), I please myself with 278 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the thought of meeting each and asking, Why have we not met before ? Why have you not told me that we thought alike ? Life is not so long, nor sympathy of thought so common, that we can spare the so ciety of those with whom we best agree. Well, t is probably my own fault by sticking ever to my soli tude. Perhaps it is not too late to learn of these friends a better lesson. Thank them for me whenever you meet them, and say to them that I am not wood or stone, if I have not yet trusted myself so far as to go to each one of them directly. My wife insists that I shall also send her acknowl edgments to them and you. Yours and theirs affectionately, R. W. EMERSON. DR. LE BARON RUSSELL. The following are the names of the subscrib ers to the fund for rebuilding Mr. Emerson s house : Mrs. Anne S. Hooper. Friends in New York and Miss Alice S. Hooper. Philadelphia, through Mr. Mrs. Caroline Tappan. Williams. Miss Ellen S. Tappan. Mr. William Whiting. Miss Mary A. Tappan. Mr. Frederick Beck. Mr. T. G. Appleton. Mr. H. P. Kidder. Mrs. Henry Edwards. Mrs. Abel Adams. Miss Susan E. Dorr. Mrs. George Faulkner. Misses Wigglesworth. Hon. E. K. Hoar. Mr. Edward Wigglesworth. Mr. James B. Thayer. Mr. J. Elliot Cabot. Mr. John M. Forbes. Mrs. Sarah S. Russell. Mr. James H. Beal. RECEPTION AT CONCORD. 279 Mrs. Anna C. Lodge. Mr. T. Jefferson Coolidge. Mr. H. H. Hunnewell. Mrs. S. Cabot. Mr. James A. Dupee. Mrs. Anna C. Lowell. Mrs. M. F. Sayles. Miss Helen L. Appleton. J. R. Osgood & Co. Mr. Richard Soule. Mr. Francis Geo. Shaw. Dr. R. W. Hooper. Mr. William P. Mason. Mr. William Gray. Mr. Sam l G. Ward. Mr. J. I. Bowditch. Mr. Geo. C. Ward. Mrs. Lucia J. Briggs. Mr. John E. Williams. Dr. Le Baron Russell. In May, 1873, Emerson returned to Concord. His friends and fellow-citizens received him with every token of affection and reverence. A set of signals was arranged to announce his arrival. Carriages were in readiness for him and his fam ily, a band greeted him with music, and passing under a triumphal arch, he was driven to his renewed old home amidst the welcomes and the blessings of his loving and admiring friends and neighbors. CHAPTER XII. 1873-1878. 2Erc. 70-75. Publication of "Parnassus." Emerson Nominated as Candi. date for the Office of Lord Rector of Glasgow University. Publication of " Letters and Social Aims." Contents : Poetry and Imagination. Social Aims. Eloquence. Resources. The Comic. Quotation and Originality. Progress of Culture. Persian Poetry. Inspiration. Greatness. Immortality. Address at the Unveiling of the Statue of " The Minute- Man " at Concord. Publication of CoUected Poems. IN December, 1874, Emerson published " Par nassus," a Collection of Poems by British and American authors. Many readers may like to see his subdivisions and arrangement of the pieces he has brought together. They are as follows : " Nature." " Human Life." " Intellectual." " Contemplation." " Moral and Religious." " Heroic." " Personal." " Pictures." " Narrative Poems and Ballads." " Songs." " Dirges and Pathetic Poems." " Comic and Humorous." " Poetry of Terror." " Oracles and Counsels." I have borrowed so sparingly from the rich mine of Mr. George Willis Cooke s " Ralph "PARNASSUS." 281 Waldo Emerson, His Life, Writings, and Philos ophy," that I am pleased to pay him the respect ful tribute of taking a leaf from his excellent work. " This collection, he says, " was the result of his habit, pursued for many years, of copying into his commonplace book any poem which specially pleased him. Many of these favorites had been read to illustrate his lectures on the English poets. The book has no worthless selections, almost everything it contains bearing the stamp of genius and worth. Yet Emerson s personality is seen in its many intellectual and serious poems, and in the small number of its purely religious selections. With two or three exceptions he copies none of those devotional poems which have attracted devout souls. His poet ical sympathies are shown in the fact that one third of the selections are from the seventeenth century. Shakespeare is drawn on more largely than any other, no less than eighty-eight selections being made from him. The names of George Herbert, Herrick, Ben Jonson, and Milton frequently appear. Wordsworth appears forty-three times, and stands next to Shake speare ; while Burns, Byron, Scott, Tennyson, and Chaucer make up the list of favorites. Many little known pieces are included, and some whose merit is other than poetical. This selection of poems is emi nently that of a poet of keen intellectual tastes. It is not popular in character, omitting many public favorites, and introducing very much which can never 282 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. be acceptable to the general reader. The Preface is full of interest for its comments on many of the poems and poets appearing in these selections." I will only add to Mr. Cooke s criticism these two remarks : First, that I have found it impos sible to know under which of his divisions to look for many of the poems I was in search of ; and as, in the earlier copies at least, there was no paged index where each author s pieces were collected together, one had to hunt up his frag ments with no little loss of time and patience, under various heads, " imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris." The other remark is that each one of Emerson s American fellow-poets from whom he has quoted would gladly have spared almost any of the extracts from the poems of his brother- bards, if the editor would only have favored us with some specimens of his own poetry, with a sin gle line of which he has not seen fit to indulge us. In 1874 Emerson received the nomination by the independent party among the students of Glasgow University for the office of Lord Kector. He received five hundred votes against seven hundred for Disraeli, who was elected. He saya in a letter to Dr. J. Hutchinson Sterling : " I count that vote as quite the fairest laurel that has ever fallen on me ; and I cannot but feel deeply "LETTERS AND SOCIAL AIMS." 283 grateful to my young friends in the University, and to yourself, who have been my counsellor and my too partial advocate." Mr. Cabot informs us in his Prefatory Note to " Letters and Social Aims," that the proof sheets of this volume, now forming the eighth of the collected works, showed even before the burning of his house and the illness which fol lowed from the shock, that his loss of memory and of mental grasp was such as to make it unlikely that he would in any case have been able to accomplish what he had undertaken. Sentences, even whole pages, were repeated, and there was a want of order beyond what even he would have tolerated : " There is nothing here that he did not write, and he gave his full approval to whatever was done in the way of selection and arrangement; but I cannot say that he applied his mind very closely to the matter." This volume contains eleven Essays, the sub jects of which, as just enumerated, are very va rious. The longest and most elaborate paper is that entitled "Poetry and Imagination." I have room for little more than the enumeration of the different headings of this long Essay. By these it will be seen how wide a ground it covers. They are "Introductory;" "Poetry;" "Imag- 284 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. ination ; " " Veracity ; " " Creation ; " " Melody, Rhyme, Form ; " " Bards and Trouveurs ; " " Morals ; " " Transcendency." Many thoughts with which we are familiar are reproduced, expanded, and illustrated in this Essay. Unity in multiplicity, the symbolism of nature, and others of his leading ideas appear in new phrases, not unwelcome, for they look fresh in every re statement. It would be easy to select a score of pointed sayings, striking images, large gener alizations. Some of these we find repeated in his verse. Thus : " Michael Angelo is largely filled with the Creator that made and makes men. How much of the original craft remains in him, and he a mortal man ! " And so in the well remembered lines of " The Problem": "Himself from God he could not free." " He knows that he did not make his thought, no, his thought made him, and made the sun and stars." " Art might obey but not surpass. The passive Master lent his hand To the vast soul that o er him planned. * Hope is at the bottom of every Essay of Emerson s as it was at the bottom of Pandora s box: " I doubt never the riches of nature, the gifts of "ELOQUENCE" 285 the future, the immense wealth of the mind. O yes, poets we shall have, mythology, symbols, religion of our own. " Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every fair and manly trait shall add a richer strain to the song." Under the title " Social Aims " he gives some wise counsel concerning manners and conversa tion. One of these precepts will serve as a specimen if we have met with it before it is none the worse for wear : " Shun the negative side. Never worry people with your contritions, nor with dismal views of politics or society. Never name sickness; even if you could trust yourself on that perilous topic, beware of un muzzling a valetudinarian, who will soon give you your fill of it." We have had one Essay on " Eloquence " aL ready. One extract from this new discourse on the same subject must serve our turn : " These are ascending stairs, a good voice, win ning manners, plain speech, chastened, however, by the schools into correctness ; but we must come to the main matter, of power of statement, know your fact ; hug your fact. For the essential thing is heat, and heat comes of sincerity. Speak what you do know and believe ; and are personally in it ; and are answerable for every word. Eloquence is the power 286 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. to translate a truth into language perfectly intelligi ble to the person to whom you speak" The italics are Emerson s. If our learned and excellent John Cotton used to sweeten his mouth before going to bed with a bit of Calvin, we may as wisely sweeten and strengthen our sense of existence with a morsel or two from Emerson s Essay on " Resources " : " A Schopenhauer, with logic and learning and wit, teaching pessimism, teaching that this is the worst of all possible worlds, and inferring that sleep is bet ter than waking, and death than sleep, all the tal ent in the world cannot save him from being odious. But if instead of these negatives you give me affirma tives ; if you tell me that there is always life for the jiving ; that what man has done man can do ; that this world belongs to the energetic ; that there is al ways a way to everything desirable ; that every man is provided, in the new bias of his faculty, with a key to nature, and that man only rightly knows himself as far as he has experimented on things, I am in vigorated, put into genial and working temper ; the horizon opens, and we are full of good-will and grati tude to the Cause of Causes." The Essay or Lecture on " The Comic " may have formed a part of a series he had contem plated on the intellectual processes. Two or three Bayings in it will show his view sufficiently : " The essence of all jokes, of all comedy, seems to " QUOTATION AND ORIGINALITY." 287 be an honest or well-intended halfness ; a non-per formance of what is pretended to be performed, at the same time that one is giving loud pledges o performance. " If the essence of the Comic be the contrast in the intellect between the idea and the false performance, there is good reason why we should be affected by the exposure. We have no deeper interest than our in tegrity, and that we should be made aware by joke and by stroke of any lie we entertain. Besides, a perception of the comic seems to be a balance-wheel in our metaphysical structure. It appears to be an essential element in a fine character. A rogue alive to the ludicrous is still convertible. If that sense is lost, his fellow-men can do little for him." These and other sayings of like purport are illustrated by well-preserved stories and anec dotes not for the most part of very recent date. "Quotation and Originality" furnishes the key to Emerson s workshop. He believed in quotation, and borrowed from everybody and every book. Not in any stealthy or shame-faced way, but proudly, royally, as a king borrows from one of his attendants the coin that bears his own image and superscription. " All minds quote. Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands. We quote not 288 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. only books and proverbs, but arts, sciences, religion, customs, and laws ; nay, we quote temples and houses, tables and chairs by imitation. " The borrowing is often honest enough and conies of magnanimity and stoutness. A great man quotes bravely, and will not draw on his invention when his memory serves him with a word as good. " Next to the originator of a good sentence is the first quoter of it." " The Progress of Culture," his second Phi Beta Kappa oration, has already been men tioned. The lesson of self - reliance, which he is never tired of inculcating, is repeated and en forced in the Essay on " Greatness." "There are certain points of identity in which these masters agree. Self-respect is the early form in which greatness appears. Stick to your own ; don t inculpate yourself in the local, social, or national crime, but follow the path your genius traces like the galaxy of heaven for you to walk in. " Every mind has a new compass, a new direction of its own, differencing its genius and aim from every other mind. We call this specialty the bias of each individual. And none of us will ever accomplish any thing excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone." If to follow this native bias is the first rule, the second is concentration. To the bias of the " INSPIRATION." 289 individual mind must be added the most catholic receptivity for the genius of others. " Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar ? It is this : Every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." " The man whom we have not seen, in whom no regard of self degraded the adorer of the laws, who by governing himself governed others ; sportive in manner, but inexorable in act ; who sees longevity in his cause ; whose aim is always distinct to him ; who is suffered to be himself in society ; who carries fate in his eye ; ho it is whom we seek, encouraged in every good hour that here or hereafter he shall be found." What has Emerson to tell us of "Inspira tion? " I believe that nothing great and lasting can be done except by inspiration, by leaning on the secret augury. " How many sources of inspiration can we count ? As many as our affinities. But to a practical purpose we may reckon a few of these." I will enumerate them briefly as he gives them, but not attempting to reproduce his com ments on each : 1. Health. 2. The experience of writing let ters. 3. The renewed sensibility which comes after seasons of decay or eclipse of the faculties. 19 290 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. 4. The power of the will. 5. Atmospheric causes, especially the influence of morning. 6. Solitary converse with nature. 7. Solitude of itself, like that of a country inn in summer, and of a city hotel in winter. 8. Conversation. 9. New poetry ; by which, he says, he means chiefly old poetry that is new to the reader. " Every book is good to read which sets the reader in a working mood." What can promise more than an Essay by Emerson on " Immortality " ? It is to be feared that many readers will transfer this note of in terrogation to the Essay itself. What is the definite belief of Emerson as expressed in this discourse, what does it mean? We must tack together such sentences as we can find that will stand for an answer : " I think all sound minds rest on a certain prelimi nary conviction, namely, that if it be best that con scious personal life shall continue, it will continue ; if not best, then it will not ; and we, if we saw the whole, should of course see that it was better so." This is laying the table for a Barmecide feast of nonentity, with the possibility of a real ban quet to be provided for us. But he continues : " Schiller said, * What is so universal as death must be benefit. " He tells us what Michael Angelo said, how "IMMORTALITY." 291 Plutarch felt, how Montesquieu thought about the question, and then glances off from it to the terror of the child at the thought of life without end, to the story of the two skeptical statesmen whose unsatisfied inquiry through a long course of years he holds to be a better affirmative evi dence than their failure to find a confirmation was negative. He argues from our delight in permanence, from the delicate contrivances and adjustments of created things, that the contriver cannot be forever hidden, and says at last plainly : " Everything is prospective, and man is to live hereafter. That the world is for his education is the only sane solution of the enigma." But turn over a few pages and we may read : " I confess that everything connected with our personality fails. Nature never spares the individual ; we are always balked of a complete success ; no pros perity is promised to our self-esteem. We have our indemnity only in the moral and intellectual reality to which we aspire. That is immortal, and we only through that. The soul stipulates for no private good. That which is private I see not to be good. If truth live, I live ; if justice live, I live, said one of the old saints, * and these by any man s suffering are enlarged and enthroned. " Once more we get a dissolving view of Emer* 292 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. son s creed, if such a word applies to a state, ment like the following : "I mean that I am a better believer, and all serious souls are better believers in the immortality than we can give grounds for. The real evidence is too subtle, or is higher than we can write down in propositions, and therefore Wordsworth s Ode is the best modern essay on the subject." Wordsworth s " Ode " is a noble and beauti ful dream ; is it anything more ? The reader who would finish this Essay, which I suspect to belong to an early period of Emerson s develop ment, must be prepared to plunge into mysticism and lose himself at last in an Oriental apologue. The eschatology which rests upon an English poem and an Indian fable belongs to the realm of reverie and of imagination rather than the domain of reason. On the 19th of April, 1875, the hundredth anniversary of the " Fight at the Bridge," Em erson delivered a short Address at the unveiling of the statue of " The Minute-Man," erected at the place of the conflict, to commemorate the event. This is the last Address he ever wrote, though he delivered one or more after this date. From the manuscript which lies before me I Extract a single passage : " In the year 1775 we had many enemies and "POEMS." 293 many friends in England, but our one benefactor was King George the Third. The time had arrived for the political severance of America, that it might play its part in the history of this globe, and the inscru table divine Providence gave an insane king to Eng land. In the resistance of the Colonies, he alone was immovable on the question of force. England was so dear to us that the Colonies could only be absolutely disunited by violence from England, and only one man could compel the resort to violence. Parliament wavered, Lord North wavered, all the ministers wavered, but the king had the insanity of one idea ; he was immovable, he insisted on the im possible, so the army was sent, America was instantly united, and the Nation born." There is certainly no mark of mental failure in this paragraph, written at a period when he had long ceased almost entirely from his literary labors. Emerson s collected " Poems " constitute the ninth volume of the recent collected edition of his works. They will be considered in a fol lowing chapter. CHAPTER Xin. 1878-1882. ^ET. 75-79. Cast Literary Labors. Addresses and Essays. " Lectures and Biographical Sketches." " Miscellanies." THE decline of Emerson s working faculties went on gently and gradually, but he was not condemned to entire inactivity. His faithful daughter, Ellen, followed him with assiduous, quiet, ever watchful care, aiding his failing mem ory, bringing order into the chaos of his manu script, an echo before the voice whose words it was to shape for him when his mind faltered and needed a momentary impulse. With her helpful presence and support he ventured from time to time to read a paper be fore a select audience. Thus, March 30, 1878, he delivered a Lecture in the Old South Church, " Fortune of the Republic." On the 5th of May, 1879, he read a Lecture in the Chapel of Divinity College, Harvard University, " The Preacher." In 1881 he read a paper on Carlyle before the Massachusetts Historical Society. He also published a paper in the "North Amer- LAST LITERARY LABORS. 295 fcan Review," in 1878, " The Sovereignty of Ethics," and one on " Superlatives," in " The Century" for February, 1882. But in these years he was writing little or nothing. All these papers were taken from among his manuscripts of different dates. The same thing is true of the volumes published since his death 5. they were only compilations from his stores of unpublished matter, and their arrangement was the work of Mr. Emerson s friend and literary executor, Mr. Cabot. These volumes cannot be considered as belonging to any single period of his literary life. Mr. Cabot prefixes to the tenth volume of Emerson s collected works, which bears the title, " Lectures and Biographical Sketches," the fol lowing : "NOTE. " Of the pieces included in this volume the fol lowing, namely, those from * The Dial, Character/ Plutarch, and the biographical sketches of Dr. Ripley, of Mr. Hoar, and of Henry Thoreau, were printed by Mr. Emerson before I took any part in the arrangement of his papers. The rest, except the sketch of Miss Mary Emerson, I got ready for his use in readings to his friends, or to a limited public. He had given up the regular practice of lecturing, but would sometimes, upon special request, read a paper that had been prepared for him from his manu scripts, in the manner described in the Preface to 296 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. * Letters and Social Aims/ some former lecture serving as a nucleus for the new. Some of these papers he afterwards allowed to be printed ; others, namely, * Aristocracy, Education, The Man of Let ters, The Scholar/ Historic Notes of Life and Letters in New England, Mary Moody Emerson/ are now published for the first time." Some of these papers I have already had oc casion to refer to. From several of the others I will make one or two extracts, a difficult task, so closely are the thoughts packed together. From " Demonology " : " I say to the table-rappers 1 1 well believe Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know, And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate ! " Meantime far be from me the impatience which cannot brook the supernatural, the vast ; far be from me the lust of explaining away all which appeals to the imagination, and the great presentiments which haunt us. Willingly I too say Hail ! to the unknown, awful powers which transcend the ken of the under standing." I will not quote anything from the Essay called " Aristocracy." But let him who wishes to know what the word means to an American whose life has come from New England soil, whose ancestors have breathed New England LAST LITERARY LABORS. 297 air for many generations, read it, and he will find a new interpretation of a very old and often greatly wronged appellation. "Perpetual Forces" is one of those prose poems, of his earlier epoch, I have no doubt, in which he plays with the facts of science with singular grace and freedom. What man could speak more fitly, with more authority of " Character," than Emerson ? When he says, " If all things are taken away, I have still all things in my relation to the Eternal," we feel that such an utterance is as natural to his pure spirit as breathing to the frame in which it was imprisoned. We have had a glimpse of Emerson as a school-master, but behind and far above the teaching drill-master s desk is the chair from which he speaks to us of " Education." Com pare the short and easy method of the wise man of old, " He that spareth his rod hateth his son," with this other, " Be the companion of his thought, the friend of his friendship, the lover of his virtue, but no kinsman of his sin." " The Superlative " will prove light and pleas ant reading after these graver essays. M^Scv ayav, ne quid nimis, nothing in excess, was his precept as to adjectives. Two sentences from " The Sovereignty of Ethics " will go far towards reconciling elderly 298 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. readers who have not forgotten the Westmin< ster Assembly s Catechism with this sweet-souled dealer in spiritual dynamite : " Luther would cut his hand off sooner than write theses against the pope if he suspected that he was bringing on with all his might the pale negations of Boston Unitarianism. " If I miss the inspiration of the saints of Calvinism, or of Platonism, or of Buddhism, our times are not up to theirs, or, more truly, have not yet their own legitimate force." So, too, this from " The Preacher " : " All civil mankind have agreed in leaving one day for contemplation against six for practice. I hope that day will keep its honor and its use. The Sab bath changes its forms from age to age, but the substantial benefit endures." The special interest of the Address called " The Man of Letters " is, that it was delivered during the war. He was no advocate for peace where great principles were at the bottom of the conflict : " War, seeking for the roots of strength, comes upon the moral aspects at once. War ennobles the age. Battle, with the sword, has cut many a Gor- dian knot in twain which all the wit of East and West, of Northern and Border statesmen could not \intie." ESSAYS. 299 u The Scholar " was delivered before two Societies at the University of Virginia so late as the year 1876. If I must select any of its wise words, I will choose the questions which he has himself italicized to show his sense of their im portance : "For all men, all women, Time, your country, your condition, the invisible world are the interrogators : Who are you ? What do you ? Can you obtain what you wish ? Is there method in your conscious ness ? Can you see tendency in your life ? Can you help any soul ? " Can he answer these questions ? Can he dispose of them ? Happy if you can answer them mutely in the order and disposition of your life ! Happy for more than yourself, a benefactor of men, if you can answer them in works of wisdom, art, or poetry ; bestowing on the general mind of men organic cre ations, to be the guidance and delight of all who know them." The Essay on " Plutarch " has a peculiar value from the fact that Emerson owes more to him than to any other author except Plato, who is one of the only two writers quoted oftener than Plutarch. Mutato nomine, the portrait which Emerson draws of the Greek moralist might stand for his own : " Whatever is eminent in fact or in fiction, in opinion, in character, in institutions, in science 300 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. natural, moral, or metaphysical, or in memorable sayings drew his attention and came to his pen with more or less fulness of record. " A poet in verse or prose must have a sensuous eye, but an intellectual co - perception. Plutarch s memory is full and his horizon wide. Nothing touches man but he feels to be his. " Plutarch had a religion which Montaigne wanted, and which defends him from wantonness ; and though Plutarch is as plain spoken, his moral sentiment is al ways pure. " I do not know where to find a book to borrow a phrase of Ben Jonson s t so rammed with life/ and this in chapters chiefly ethical, which are so prone to be heavy and sentimental. His vivacity and abundance never leave him to loiter or pound on an incident. "In his immense quotation and allusion we quickly cease to discriminate between what he quotes and what he invents. T is all Plutarch, by right of eminent domain, and all property vests in this emperor. "It is a consequence of this poetic trait in his mind, that I confess that, in reading him, I embrace the particulars, and carry a faint memory of the argu ment or general design of the chapter ; but he is not less welcome, and he leaves the reader with a relish and a necessity for completing his studies. " He is a pronounced idealist, who does not hesi tate to say, like another Berkeley, * Matter is itself privation/ " Of philosophy he is more interested in the results ESSAYS. 301 than in the method. He has a just instinct of the presence of a master, and prefers to sit as a scholar with Plato than as a disputant. " His natural history is that of a lover and poet, and not of a physicist. " But though curious in the questions of the schools on the nature and genesis of things, his extreme in terest in every trait of character, and his hroad hu manity, lead him constantly to Morals, to the study of the Beautiful and Good. Hence his love of heroes, his rule of life, and his clear convictions of the high destiny of the soul. La Harpe said that Plutarch is the genius the most naturally moral that ever ex isted/ " Plutarch thought truth to be the greatest good that man can receive, and the goodliest blessing that God can give. " All his judgments are noble. He thought with Epicurus that it is more delightful to do than to re ceive a kindness. " Plutarch was well-born, well-conditioned emi nently social, he was a king in his own house, sur rounded himself with select friends, and knew the high value of good conversation. "He had that universal sympathy with genius which makes all its victories his own ; though he never used verse, he had many qualities of the poet in the power of his imagination, the speed of his mental associations, and his sharp, objective eyes. But what Bpecially marks him, he is a chief example of the illumination of the intellect by the force of morals." 802 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. How much of all this would have been recog nized as just and true if it had been set down in an obituary notice of Emerson ! I have already made use of several of the other papers contained in this volume, and will merely enumerate all that follow the " Plutarch." Some of the titles will be sure to attract the reader. They are " Historic Notes of Life and Letters in New England ; " " The Chardon Street Conven tion ; " " Ezra Eipley, D. D. ; " " Mary Moody Emerson;" "Samuel Hoar;" " Thoreau ; " " Carlyle." Mr. Cabot prefaces the eleventh and last volume of Emerson s writings with the follow ing " Note " : " The first five pieces in this volume, and the Editorial Address from the Massachusetts Quar terly Review, were published by Mr. Emerson long ago. The speeches at the John Brown, the Walter Scott, and the Free Religious Association meetings were published at the time, no doubt with his consent, but without any active co-operation on his part. The Fortune of the Republic appeared separately in 1879 ; the rest have never been published. In none was any change from the original form made by me. except in the Fortune of the Republic/ which was made up from several lectures for the occasion upon which it was read." "MISCELLANIES." 303 The volume of "Miscellanies" contains no less than twenty -three pieces of very various lengths and relating to many different subjects. The five referred to as having been previously published are, " The Lord s Supper," the " His torical Discourse in Concord," the " Address at the Dedication of the Soldiers Monument in Concord," the "Address on Emancipation in the British West Indies," and the Lecture or Essay on " War," all of which have been already spoken of. Next in order comes a Lecture on the " Fu gitive Slave Law." Emerson says, "I do not often speak on public questions. My own habitual view is to the well-being of scholars." But he leaves his studies to attack the institu tion of slavery, from which he says he himself has never suffered any inconvenience, and the " Law," which the abolitionists would always call the " Fugitive Slave Bill" Emerson had a great admiration for Mr. Webster, but he did not spare him as he recalled his speech of the seventh of March, just four years before the delivery of this Lecture. He warns against false leadership : " To make good the cause of Freedom, you musi draw off from all foolish trust in others. He only frho is able to stand alone is qualified for society. And that I understand to be the end for which a 304 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. soul exists in this world, to be himself the counter balance of all falsehood and all wrong. The Anglo- Saxon race is proud and strong and selfish. Eng land maintains trade, not liberty." Cowper had said long before this : " doing good, Disinterested good, is not our trade." And America found that England had not learned that trade when, fifteen years after this discourse was delivered, the conflict between the free and slave states threatened the ruin of the great Republic, and England forgot her Anti-slavery in the prospect of the downfall of " a great empire which threatens to overshadow the whole earth." It must be remembered that Emerson had never been identified with the abolitionists. But an individual act of wrong sometimes gives a sharp point to a blunt dagger which has been kept in its sheath too long : " The events of the last few years and months and days have taught us the lessons of centuries. I do not see how a barbarous community and a civilized community can constitute one State. I think we must get rid of slavery or we must get rid of freedom." These were his words on the 26th of May, 1856, in his speech on " The Assault upon MR Sumner." " MISCELLANIES." 305 A few months later, in his " Speech on Af fairs in Kansas," delivered almost five years before the first gun was fired at Fort Sumter, he spoke the following fatally prophetic and commanding words : "The hour is coming when the strongest will not be strong enough. A harder task will the new revolution of the nineteenth century be than was the revolution of the eighteenth century. I think the American Revolution bought its glory cheap. If the problem was new, it was simple. If there were few people, they were united, and the enemy three thousand miles off. But now, vast property, gigantic interests, family connections, webs of party, cover the land with a net-work that immensely multiplies the dangers of war. " Fellow-citizens, in these times full of the fate of the Republic, I think the towns should hold town meetings, and resolve themselves into Gommittees of Safety, go into permanent sessions, adjourning from week to week, from month to month. I wish we could send the sergeant-at-arms to stop every Ameri can who is about to leave the country. Send home every one who is abroad, lest they should find no country to return to. Come home and stay at home while there is a country to save. When it is lost it will be time enough then for any who are luckless enough to remain alive to gather up their clothes and depart to some land where freedom exists." Two short speeches follow, one delivered at a 20 306 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. meeting for the relief of the family of John Brown, on the 18th of November, 1859, the other after his execution : " Our blind statesmen," he says, " go up and down, with committees of vigilance and safety, hunting for the origin of this new heresy. They will need a very vigilant committee indeed to find its birthplace, and a very strong force to root it out. For the arch- Abolitionist, older than Brown, and older than the Shenandoah Mountains, is Love, whose other name is Justice, which was before Alfred, before Lycurgus, before Slavery, and will be after it." From his " Discourse on Theodore Parker " I take the following vigorous sentence : "His commanding merit as a reformer is this, that he insisted beyond all men in pulpits, I cannot think of one rival, that the essence of Christianity is its practical morals ; it is there for use, or it is nothing ; and if you combine it with sharp trading, or with ordinary city ambitions to gloze over munic ipal corruptions, or private intemperance, or success ful fraud, or immoral politics, or unjust wars, or the cheating of Indians, or the robbery of frontier nations, or leaving your principles at home to follow on the high seas or in Europe a supple complaisance to ty rants, it is hypocrisy, and the truth is not in you ; and no love of religious music, or of dreams of Swedenborg, or praise of John Wesley, or of Jeremy Taylor, can save you from the Satan which you "MISCELLANIES" 307 The Lecture on " American Civilization," made up from two Addresses, one of which was delivered at Washington on the 31st of January, 1862, is, as might be expected, full of anti- slavery. That on the " Emancipation Proclama tion," delivered in Boston in September, 1862, is as full of " silent joy " at the advent of " a day which most of us dared not hope to see, an event worth the dreadful war, worth its costs and uncertainties." From the " Remarks " at the funeral services for Abraham Lincoln, held in Concord on the 19th of April, 1865, I extract this admirably drawn character of the man : " He is the true history of the American people in his time. Step by step he walked before them ; slow with their slowness, quickening his march by theirs, the true representative of this continent ; an entirely public man ; father of his country, the pulse of twenty millions throbbing in his heart, the thought of their minds articulated by his tongue." The following are the titles of the remaining contents of this volume : " Harvard Commemo ration Speech;" "Editor s Address: Massa chusetts Quarterly Review ; " " Woman ; " " Ad dress to Kossuth ; " " Robert Burns ;" " Walter Scott ; " " Remarks at the Organization of the Free Religious Association ; " " Speech at the Annual Meeting of the Free Religious Associa tion ; " " The Fortune of the Republic." 808 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. In treating of the " Woman Question," Emer son speaks temperately, delicately, with perfect fairness, but leaves it in the hands of the women themselves to determine whether they shall have an equal part in public affairs. "The new movement," he says, " is only a tide shared by the spirits of man and woman; and you may proceed in the faith that whatever the woman s heart is prompted to desire, the man s mind is simultaneously prompted to accomplish." It is hard to turn a leaf in any book of Emer son s writing without finding some pithy remark or some striking image or witty comment which illuminates the page where we find it and tempts us to seize upon it for an extract. But I must content myself with these few sentences from "The Fortune of the Republic," the last ad dress he ever delivered, in which his belief in America and her institutions, and his trust in the Providence which overrules all nations and all worlds, have found fitting utterance : " Let the passion for America cast out the passion for Europe. Here let there be what the earth waits for, exalted manhood. What this country longs for is personalities, grand persons, to counteract its mate rialities. For it is the rule of the universe that corn shall serve man, and not man corn. " They who find America insipid, they for whom London and Paris have spoiled their own homes, can "MISCELLANIES" 309 be spared to return to those cities. I not only see a career at home for more genius than we have, but for more than there is in the world. " Our helm is given up to a better guidance than our own ; the course of events is quite too strong for any helmsman, and our little wherry is taken in tow by the ship of the great Admiral which knows the way, and has the force to draw men and states and planets to their good." With this expression of love and respect for his country and trust in his country s God, we may take leave of Emerson s prose writings. CHAPTER XIV. EMERSON S POEMS. THE following " Prefatory Note " by Mr. Cabot introduces the ninth volume of the series of Emerson s collected works : "This volume contains nearly all the pieces in cluded in the POEMS and MAY-DAY of former edi tions. In 1876 Mr. Emerson published a selection from his poems, adding six new ones, and omitting many. Of those omitted, several are now restored, in accordance with the expressed wishes of many readers and lovers of them. Also some pieces never before pubh shed are here given in an Appendix, on various grounds. Some of them appear to have had Mr. Emerson s approval, hut to have been withheld because they were unfinished. These it seemed best not to suppress, now that they can never receive their completion. Others, mostly of an early date, re mained unpublished doubtless because of their per sonal and private nature. Some of these seem to have an autobiographic interest sufficient to justify their publication. Others again, often mere frag ments, have been admitted as characteristic, or as ex pressing in poetic form thoughts found in the Essays, EMERSOWS POEMS. 811 " In coining to a decision in these cases, it Deemed on the whole preferable to take the risk of including too much rather than the opposite, and to leave the task of further winnowing to the hands of time. " As was stated in the Preface to the first volume of this edition of Mr. Emerson s writings, the readings adopted by him in the " Selected Poems " have not always been followed here, but in some cases prefer ence has been given to corrections made by him when he was in fuller strength than at the time of the last revision. " A change in the arrangement of the stanzas of " May-Day," in the part representative of the march of Spring, received his sanction as bringing them more nearly in accordance with the events in Nature." Emerson s verse has been a fertile source of discussion. Some have called him a poet and nothing but a poet, and some have made so much of the palpable defects of his verse that they have forgotten to recognize its true claims. His prose is often highly poetical, but his verse is something more than the most imaginative and rhetorical passages of kis prose. An illus tration presently to be given will make this point clear. Poetry is to prose what the so-called full dress of the ball-room is to the plainer garments of the household and the street. Full dress, as we call it, is so full of beauty that it cannot hold it 312 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. all, and the redundancy of nature overflows the narrowed margin of satin or velvet. It reconciles us to its approach to nudity by the richness of its drapery and ornaments. A pearl or diamond necklace or a blushing bouquet excuses the liberal allowance of undisguised na ture. We expect from the fine lady in her brocades and laces a generosity of display which we should reprimand with the virtuous severity of Tartuffe if ventured upon by the waiting- maid in her calicoes. So the poet reveals him self under the protection of his imaginative and melodious phrases, the flowers and jewels of his vocabulary. Here is a prose sentence from Emerson s " Works and Days : " " The days are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They come and go like muffled and veiled figures, sent from a distant friendly party ; but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away." Now see this thought in full dress, and then ask what is the difference between prose and poetry : "DAYS. " Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will, EMERSOWS POEMS. 313 Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all. I in my pleached garden watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day Turned and departed silent. I too late Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn." Cinderella at the fireside, and Cinderella at the prince s ball ! The full dress version of the thought is glittering with new images like bracelets and brooches and ear-rings, and fringed with fresh adjectives like edges of embroidery. That one word pleached, an heir-loom from Queen Elizabeth s day, gives to the noble sonnet an antique dignity and charm like the effect of an ancestral jewel. But mark that now the poet reveals himself as he could not in the prosaic form of the first extract. It is his own neglect of his great opportunity of which he now speaks, and not merely the indolent indifference of others. It is himself who is the object of scorn. Self-revelation of beauty embellished by orna ments is the privilege of full dress ; self -reve lation in the florid costume of verse is the divine right of the poet. Passion that must express itself longs always for the freedom of rhythmic utterance. And in spite of the exaggeration and extravagance which shield themselves under the claim of poetic license, I venture to affirm that u In vino veritas " is not truer than In carmine veritas. 314 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. As a further illustration of what has just been said of the self-revelations to be looked for in verse, and in Emerson s verse more especially, let the reader observe how freely he talks about his bodily presence and infirmities in his poetry, subjects he never referred to in prose, except incidentally, in private letters. Emerson is so essentially a poet that whole pages of his are like so many litanies of alter nating chants and recitations. His thoughts slip on and off their light rhythmic robes just as the mood takes him, as was shown in the passage I have quoted in prose and in verse. Many of the metrical preludes to his lectures are a versi fied and condensed abstract of the leading doc trine of the discourse. They are a curious in stance of survival ; the lecturer, once a preach er, still wants his text ; and finds his scriptural motto in his own rhythmic inspiration. Shall we rank Emerson among the great poets or not ? " The great poets are judged by the frame of mind they induce ; and to them, of all men, the severest eriticism is due." These are Emerson s words in the Preface to u Parnassus." His own poems will stand this test as well as EMERSON S POEMS. 315 any in the language. They lift the reader into a higher region of thought and feeling. This seems to me a better test to apply to them than the one which Mr. Arnold cited from Milton. The passage containing this must be taken, not alone, but with the context. Milton had been speaking of " Logic " and of " Kheto- ric," and spoke of poetry " as being less subtile and fine, but more simple, sensuous, and passion ate." This relative statement, it must not be forgotten, is conditioned by what went before. If the terms are used absolutely, and not com paratively, as Milton used them, they must be very elastic if they would stretch widely enough to include all the poems which the world recog nizes as masterpieces, nay, to include some of the best of Milton s own. In spite of what he said about himself in his letter to Carlyle, Emerson was not only a poet, but a very remarkable one. Whether a great poet or not will depend on the scale we use and the meaning we affix to the term. The heat at eighty degrees of Fahrenheit is one thing and the heat at eighty degrees of Re aumur is a very different matter. The rank of poets is a point of very unstable equilibrium. From the days of Homer to our own, critics have been dis puting about the place to be assigned to this or that member of the poetic hierarchy. It is not 316 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the most popular poet who is necessarily the greatest ; Wordsworth never had half the pop ularity of Scott or Moore. It is not the mul titude of remembered passages which settles the rank of a metrical composition as poetry. Gray s " Elegy," it is true, is full of lines we all remember, and is a great poem, if that term can be applied to any piece of verse of that length. But what shall we say to the " Ars Poetica " of Horace? It is crowded with lines worn smooth as old sesterces by constant quotation. And yet we should rather call it a versified criti cism than a poem in the full sense of that word. And what shall we do with Pope s "Essay on Man," which has furnished more familiar lines than " Paradise Lost " and " Paradise Re gained " both together ? For all that, we know there is a school of writers who will not allow that Pope deserves the name of poet. It takes a generation or two to find out what are the passages in a great writer which are to become commonplaces in literature and conver sation. It is to be remembered that Emer son is one of those authors whose popularity must diffuse itself from above downwards. And after all, few will dare assert that " The Van ity of Human Wishes" is greater as a poem than Shelley s " Ode to the West Wind," or Keats s "Ode to a Nightingale," because no EMERSON S POEMS. 311 line in either of these poems is half so often quoted as " To point a moral or adorn a tale." We cannot do better than begin our consid eration of Emerson s poetry with Emerson s own self-estimate. He says in a fit of humility, writing to Carlyle : " I do not belong to the poets, but only to a low department of literature, the reporters, suburban men." But Miss Peabody writes to Mr. Ireland : " He once said to me, * I am not a great poet but whatever is of me is a poet. 1 " These opposite feelings were the offspring of different moods and different periods. Here is a fragment, written at the age of twenty-eight, in which his self-distrust and his consciousness of the " vision," if not " the faculty, divine," are revealed with the brave nudity of the rhythmic confessional : " A dull uncertain brain, But gifted yet to know That God has cherubim who go Singing an immortal strain, Immortal here below. I know the mighty bards, I listen when they sing, And now I know The secret store 818 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Which these explore When they with torch of genius pierce The tenfold clouds that cover The riches of the universe From God s adoring lover. And if to me it is not given To fetch one ingot thence Of that unfading gold of Heaven His merchants may dispense, Yet well I know the royal mine And know the sparkle of its ore, Know Heaven s truth from lies that shine, Explored, they teach us to explore." These lines are from " The Poet," a series of fragments given in the " Appendix," which, with his first volume, " Poems," his second, " May-Day, and other Pieces," form the complete ninth volume of the new series. These frag ments contain some of the loftiest and noblest passages to be found in his poetical works, and if the reader should doubt which of Emerson s self-estimates in his two different moods spoken of above had most truth in it, he could question no longer after reading " The Poet." Emerson has the most exalted ideas of the true poetic function, as this passage from " Mer lin " sufficiently shows : " Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear ; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, peremptory, clear. EMERSON S POEMS. 319 No jingling serenader s art Nor tinkling of piano-strings Can make the wild blood start In its mystic springs ; The kingly bard Must smite the chords rudely and hard, As with hammer or with mace ; That they may render back Artful thunder, which conveys Secrets of the solar track, Sparks of the supersolar blaze. Great is the art, Great be the manners of the bard. He shall not his brain encumber With the coil of rhythm and number ; But leaving rule and pale forethought He shall aye climb For his rhyme. Pass in, pass in, the angels say, * In to the upper doors, Nor count compartments of the floors, But mount to paradise By the stairway of surprise. " And here is another passage from " The Poet," mentioned in the quotation before the last, in which the bard is spoken of as performing greater miracles than those ascribed to Orpheus : " A Brother of the world, his song Sounded like a tempest strong Which tore from oaks their branches broad, And stars from the ecliptic road. Time wore he as his clothing-weeds, 820 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. He sowed the sun and moon for seeds. As melts the iceberg in the seas, As clouds give rain to the eastern breeze, As snow-banks thaw in April s beam, The solid kingdoms like a dream Resist in vain his motive strain, They totter now and float amain. For the Muse gave special charge His learning should be deep and large, And his training should not scant The deepest lore of wealth or want : His flesh should feel, his eyes should read Every maxim of dreadful Need ; In its fulness he should taste Life s honeycomb, but not too fast ; Full fed, but not intoxicated ; He should be loved ; he should be hated ; A blooming child to children dear, His heart should palpitate with fear." We look naturally to see what poets were Emerson s chief favorites. In his poems " The Test" and "The Solution," we find that the five whom he recognizes as defying the powers of destruction are Homer, Dante, Shakespeare, Swedenborg, Goethe. Here are a few of his poetical characterizationa from " The Harp : " " And this at least I dare affirm, Since genius too has bound and term, There is no bard in all the choir, Not Homer s self, the poet-sire, Wise Milton s odes of pensive pleasure, EMERSON S POEMS. 321 Or Shakespeare whom no mind can measure, Nor Collins verse of tender pain, Nor Byron s clarion of disdain, Scott, the delight of generous boys, Or Wordsworth, Pan s recording voice, Not one of all can put in verse, Or to this presence could rehearse The sights and voices ravishing The boy knew on the hills in spring." In the notice of " Parnassus " some of his preferences have been already mentioned. Comparisons between men of genius for the sake of aggrandizing the one at the expense of the other are the staple of the meaner kinds of criticism. No lover of art will clash a Venetian goblet against a Roman amphora to see which is stronger ; no lover of nature undervalues a violet because it is not a rose. But comparisons used in the way of description are not odious. The difference between Emerson s poetry and that of the contemporaries with whom he would naturally be compared is that of algebra and arithmetic. He deals largely in general sym bols, abstractions, and infinite series. He is al ways seeing the universal in the particular. The great multitude of mankind care more for two and two, something definite, a fixed quantity, than for a -j- 5 8 and cc 2 8 , symbols used for undetermined amounts and indefinite possibili- 21 322 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. ties. Emerson is a citizen of the universe who has taken up his residence for a few days and nights in this travelling caravansary between the two inns that hang out the signs of Venus and Mars. This little planet could not provin- cialize such a man. The multiplication-table is for the every day use of every day earth-people, but the symbols he deals with are too vast, some times, we must own, too vague, for the unillumi- nated terrestrial and arithmetical intelligence. One cannot help feeling that he might have dropped in upon us from some remote centre of spiritual life, where, instead of addition and sub traction, children were taught quaternions, and where the fourth dimension of space was as famil iarly known to everybody as a foot-measure or a yard-stick is to us. Not that he himself dealt in the higher or the lower mathematics, but he saw the hidden spiritual meaning of things as Professor Cayley or Professor Sylvester see the meaning of their mysterious formulae. Without using the Rosetta-stone of Swedenborg, Emer son finds in every phenomenon of nature a hiero glyphic. Others measure and describe the monu ments, he reads the sacred inscriptions. How alive he makes Monadnoc! Dinocrates under took to "hew Mount Athos to the shape of man" in the likeness of Alexander the Great. Without the help of tools or workmen, Emerson EMERSON S POEMS. 323 tuakes "Cheshire s haughty hill" stand before us an impersonation of kingly humanity, and talk with us as a god from Olympus might have talked. This is the fascination of Emerson s poetry ; it moves in a world of universal symbolism. The sense of the infinite fills it with its majestic presence. It shows, also, that he has a keen delight in the every-day aspects of nature. But he looks always with the eye of a poet, never with that of the man of science. The law of association of ideas is wholly different in the two. The scientific man connects objects in sequences and series, and in so doing is guided by their collective resemblances. His aim is to classify and index all that he sees and contemplates so as to show the relations which unite, and learn the laws that govern, the subjects of his study. The poet links the most remote objects together by the slender filament of wit, the flowery chain of fancy, or the living, pulsating cord of imagina tion, always guided by his instinct for the beauti ful. The man of science clings to his object, as the marsupial embryo to its teat, until he has filled himself as full as he can hold ; the poet takes a sip of his dew-drop, throws his head up like a chick, rolls his eyes around in contempla tion of the heavens above him and the universe in general, and never thinks of asking a Linna3an 324 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. question as to the flower that furnished him his dew-drop. The poetical and scientific natures rarely coexist; Haller and Goethe are examples which show that such a union may occur, but as a rule the poet is contented with the colors of the rainbow and leaves the study of Fraunhof er s lines to the man of science. Though far from being a man of science, Emerson was a realist in the best sense of that word. But his realities reached to the highest heavens : like Milton, " He passed the flaming bounds of place and time ; The living throne, the sapphire blaze Where angels tremble while they gaze, HE SAW" Everywhere his poetry abounds in celestial im agery. If Galileo had been a poet as well as an astronomer, he would hardly have sowed his verse thicker with stars than we find them in the poems of Emerson. Not less did Emerson clothe the common as pects of life with the colors of his imagination. He was ready to see beauty everywhere : " Thou can st not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake, But it carves the bow of beauty there, And the ripples in rhyme the oar forsake." He called upon the poet to " Tell men what they knew before ; Paint the prospect from their door." EMERSON S POEMS. 325 And his practice was like his counsel. He saw our plain New England life with as honest New England eyes as ever looked at a huckleberry- bush or into a milking-pail. This noble quality of his had its dangerous side. In one of his exalted moods he would have us "Give to barrows, trays and pans Grace and glimmer of romance." But in his Lecture on " Poetry and Imagina tion," he says: " What we once admired as poetry has long since come to he a sound of tin pans ; and many of our later books we have outgrown. Perhaps Homer and Milton will be tin pans yet." The " grace and glimmer of romance " which were to invest the tin pan are forgotten, and he uses it as a belittling object for comparison. He himself was not often betrayed into the mis take of confounding the prosaic with the poetical, but his followers, so far as the " realists " have taken their hint from him, have done it most thoroughly. Mr. Whitman enumerates all the objects he happens to be looking at as if they were equally suggestive to the poetical mind, fur nishing his reader a large assortment on which he may exercise the fullest freedom of selec tion. It is only giving him the same liberty that Lord Timothy Dexter allowed his readers 326 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. in the matter of punctuation, by leaving all stops out of his sentences, and printing at the end of his book a page of commas, semicolons, colons, periods, notes of interrogation and ex clamation, with which the reader was expected to "pepper" the pages as he might see fit. French realism does not stop at the tin pan, but must deal with the slop-pail and the wash- tub as if it were literally true that " In the mud and scum of things There alway, alway something sings." Happy were it for the world if M. Zola and his tribe would stop even there ; but when they cross the borders of science into its infected districts, leaving behind them the reserve and delicacy which the genuine scientific observer never for gets to carry with him, they disgust even those to whom the worst scenes they describe are too wretchedly familiar. The true realist is such a man as Parent du Chatelet ; exploring all that most tries the senses and the sentiments, and reporting all truthfully, but soberly, chastely, without needless circumstance, or picturesque embellishment, for a useful end, and not for a mere sensational effect. What a range of subjects from " The Prob lem " and " Uriel " and "Forerunners " to " The Humble-Bee" and "The Titmouse!" Nor let the reader who thinks the poet must go far to EMERSON S POEMS. 327 find a fitting theme fail to read the singularly impressive home-poem, " Hamatreya," beginning with the names of the successive owners of a piece of land in Concord, probably the same he owned after the last of them : "Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint," and ending with the austere and solemn " Earth- Song." Full of poetical feeling, and with a strong desire for poetical expression, Emerson experi enced a difficulty in the mechanical part of met rical composition. His muse picked her way as his speech did in conversation and in lecturing. He made desperate work now and then with rhyme and rhythm, showing that though a born poet he was not a born singer. Think of mak ing " feeble " rhyme with " people," " abroad " with "Lord," and contemplate the following couplet which one cannot make rhyme without actual verbicide : " Where feeds the moose, and walks the surly bear, And up the tall mast runs the woodpeck "- are ! And how could prose go on all-fours more ui>- metrically than this ? " In Adirondac lakes At morn or noon the guide rows bare-headed." It was surely not difficult to say " At morn or noon bare-headed rows the guide." 328 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. And yet while we note these blemishes, many of us will confess that we like his uncombed verse better, oftentimes, than if it were trimmed more neatly and disposed more nicely. When he is at his best, his lines flow with careless ease, as a mountain stream tumbles, sometimes rough and sometimes smooth, but all the more interesting for the rocks it runs against and the grating of the pebbles it rolls over. There is one trick of verse which Emerson occasionally, not very often, indulges in. This is the crowding of a redundant syllable into a line. It is a liberty which is not to be abused by the poet. Shakespeare, the supreme artist, and Milton, the " mighty-mouth d inventor of harmo nies," knew how to use it effectively. Shelley employed it freely. Bryant indulged in it oc casionally, and wrote an article in an early num ber of the "North American Review " in defence of its use. Willis was fond of it. As a relief to monotony it may be now and then allowed, may even have an agreeable effect in breaking the monotony of too formal verse. But it may easily become a deformity and a cause of aver sion. A humpback may add picturesqueness to a procession, but if there are too many hump backs in line we turn away from the sight of them. Can any ear reconcile itself to the last of these three lines of Emerson s ? EMERSON S POEMS. 329 " Oh, what is Heaven but the fellowship Of minds that each can stand against the world By its own meek and incorruptible will ? " These lines that lift their backs up in the mid dle span-worm lines, we may call them are not to be commended for common use because some great poets have now and then admitted them. They have invaded some of our recent poetry as the canker-worms gather on our elms in June. Emerson has one or two of them here and there, but they never swarm on his leaves so as to frighten us away from their neighbor hood. As for the violently artificial rhythms and rhymes which have reappeared of late in English and American literature, Emerson would as soon have tried to ride three horses at once in a cir cus as to shut himself up in triolets, or attempt any cat s -cradle tricks of rhyming sleight of hand. If we allow that Emerson is not a born singer, that he is a careless versifier and rhymer, we must still recognize that there is something in his verse which belongs, indissolubly, sacredly, to his thought. Who would decant the wine of his poetry from its quaint and antique-look ing lagena ? Read his poem to the ^Eolian harp (" The Harp ") and his model betrays it self: 830 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " These syllables that Nature spoke, And the thoughts that in him woke Can adequately utter none Save to his ear the wind-harp lone. Therein I hear the Parcse reel The threads of man at their humming wheel, The threads of life and power and pain, So sweet and mournful falls the strain. And best can teach its Delphian chord How Nature to the soul is moored, If once again that silent string, As erst it wont, would thrill and ring." There is no need of quoting any of the poema which have become familiar to most true lov ers of poetry. Emerson saw fit to imitate the Egyptians by placing " The Sphinx " at the entrance of his temple of song. This poem was not fitted to attract worshippers. It is not easy of comprehension, not pleasing in movement. As at first written it had one verse in it which sounded so much like a nursery rhyme that Emerson was prevailed upon to omit it in the later versions. There are noble passages in it, but they are for the adept and not for the begin ner. A commonplace young person taking up the volume and puzzling his or her way along come by and by to the verse : " Have I a lover Who is noble and free ? I would he were nobler Than to love me." EMERSON S POEMS. 331 The commonplace young person will be apt to say or think c est magnifique, mais ce n est pas V amour. The third poem in the volume, " The Prob lem," should have stood first in order. This ranks among the finest of Emerson s poems. All his earlier verse has a certain freshness which belongs to the first outburst of song in a poetic nature. " Each and All," " The Humble- Bee," " The Snow-Storm," should be read before "Uriel," "The World-Soul," or " Mithridates." " Monadnoc " will be a good test of the read er s taste for Emerson s poetry, and after this " Woodnotes." In studying his poems we must not overlook the delicacy of many of their descriptive por tions. If in the flights of his imagination he is like the strong-winged bird of passage, in his exquisite choice of descriptive epithets he re minds me of the temii-rostrals. His subtle selec tive instinct penetrates the vocabulary for the one word he wants, as the long, slender bill of those birds dives deep into the flower for its drop of honey. Here is a passage showing admi rably the two different conditions : wings closed and the selective instinct picking out its de scriptive expressions ; then suddenly wings flash ing open and the imagination in the firmament, where it is always at home. Follow the pitiful 332 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. inventory of insignificances of the forlorn being he describes with a pathetic humor more likely to bring a sigh than a smile, and then mark the grand hyperbole of the last two lines. The pas sage is from the poem called " Destiny " : " Alas ! that one is born in blight, Victim of perpetual slight : When thou lookest on his face, Thy heart saith Brother, go thy ways ! None shall ask thee what thou doest, Or care a rush for what thou knowest, Or listen when thou repliest, Or remember where thou liest, Or how thy supper is sodden ; * And another is born To make the sun forgotten." Of all Emerson s poems the " Concord Hymn " is the most nearly complete and faultless, but it is not distinctively Emersonian. It is such a poem as Collins might have written, it has the very movement and melody of the "Ode on the Death of Mr. Thomson," and of the " Dirge in Cymbeline," with the same sweetness and tenderness of feeling. Its one conspicuous line, " And fired the shot heard round the world," must not take to itself all the praise deserved by this perfect little poem, a model for all of its kind. Compact, expressive, serene, solemn, musical, in four brief stanzas it tells the story of EMERSOWS POEMS. 333 the past, records the commemorative act of the passing day, and invokes the higher Power that governs the future to protect the Memorial-stone sacred to Freedom and her martyrs. These poems of Emerson s find the readers that must listen to them and delight in them, as the " Ancient Mariner " fastened upon the man who must hear him. If any doubter wishes to test his fitness for reading them, and if the poems already mentioned are not enough to settle the question, let him read the paragraph of " May-Day," beginning, " I saw the bud-crowned Spring go forth," " Sea-shore," the fine fragments in the " Ap pendix" to his published works, called, collec tively, " The Poet," blocks bearing the mark of . poetic genius, but left lying round for want of the structural instinct, and last of all, that which is, in many respects, first of all, the "Threnody," a lament over the death of his first-born son. This poem has the dignity of " Lycidas " without its refrigerating classicism, and with all the tenderness of Cowper s lines on the receipt of his mother s picture. It may well compare with others of the finest memorial poems in the language, with Shelley s " Ado- nais," and Matthew Arnold s " Thyrsis," leaving out of view Tennyson s " In Memoriam " as of K ider scope and larger pattern. 334 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Many critics will concede that there is much truth in Mr. Arnold s remark on the want of " evolution " in Emerson s poems. One is struck with the fact that a great number of fragments lie about his poetical workshop: poems begun and never finished ; scraps of poems, chips of poems, paving the floor with intentions never carried out. One cannot help remembering Cole ridge with his incomplete " Christabel, and his " Abyssinian Maid," and her dulcimer which she never got a tune out of. We all know there was good reason why Coleridge should have been infirm of purpose. But when we look at that great unfinished picture over which Allston la bored with the hopeless ineffectiveness of Sisy phus ; when we go through a whole gallery of pictures by an American artist in which the backgrounds are slighted as if our midsummer heats had taken away half the artist s life and vigor ; when we walk round whole rooms full of sketches, impressions, effects, symphonies, invisi bilities, and other apologies for honest work, it would not be strange if it should suggest a pain ful course of reflections as to the possibility that there may be something in our climatic or other conditions which tends to scholastic and artistic anaemia and insufficiency, the opposite of what we find showing itself in the full-blooded verse of poets like Browning and on the flaming EMERSOWS POEMS. 335 canvas of painters like Henri Regnault. Life seemed lustier in Old England than in New England to Emerson, to Hawthorne, and to that admirable observer, Mr. John Burroughs. Per haps we require another century or two of accli mation. Emerson never grappled with any considerable metrical difficulties. He wrote by preference in what I have ventured to call the normal respir atory measure, octosyllabic verse, in which one common expiration is enough and not too much for the articulation of each line. The " fatal facility " for which this verse is noted belongs to it as recited and also as written, and it implies the need of only a minimum of skill and labor. I doubt if Emerson would have writ ten a verse of poetry if he had been obliged to use the Spenserian stanza. In the simple meas ures he habitually employed he found least hindrance to his thought. Every true poet has an atmosphere as much as every great painter. The golden sunshine of Claude and the pearly mist of Corot belonged to their way of looking at nature as much as the color of their eyes and hair belonged to their personalities. So with the poets ; for Words worth the air is always serene and clear, for Byron the sky is uncertain between storm and sunshine. Emerson sees all nature in the same 336 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. pearly mist that wraps the willows and the streams of Corot. Without its own character, istic atmosphere, illuminated by " The light that never was on sea or land," we may have good verse but no true poem. In his poetry there is not merely this atmosphere, but there is always a mirage in the horizon. Emerson s poetry is eminently subjective, if Mr. Kuskin, who hates the word, will pardon me for using it in connection with a reference to two of his own chapters in his "Modern Painters." These are the chapter on " The Pathetic Fallacy," and the one which follows it " On Classical Landscape." In these he treats of the transfer of a writer s mental or emotional conditions to the external nature which he con templates. He asks his readers to follow him in a long examination of what he calls by the sin gular name mentioned, " the pathetic fallacy," because, he says, " he will find it eminently characteristic of the modern mind ; and in the landscape, whether of literature or art, he will also find the modern painter endeavoring to express something which he, as a living creature, imagines in the lifeless object, while the classical and mediaeval painters were content with ex pressing the unimaginary and actual qualities of the object itself." EMERSON 1 8 POEMS. 337 Illustrations of Mr. Ruskin s "pathetic fal lacy " may be found almost anywhere in Emer- Bon s poems. Here is one which offers itself without search : " Daily the bending- skies solicit man, The seasons chariot him from this exile, The rainbow hours bedeck his glowing wheels, The storm-winds urge the heavy weeks along, Suns haste to set, that so remoter lights Beckon the wanderer to his vaster home." The expression employed by Ruskin gives the idea that he is dealing with a defect. If he had called the state of mind to which he refers the sympathetic illusion, his readers might have looked upon it more justly. It would be a pleasant and not a difficult task to trace the resemblances between Emerson s poetry and that of other poets. Two or three such resemblances have been incidentally re ferred to, a few others may be mentioned. In his contemplative study of Nature he re minds us of Wordsworth, at least in certain brief passages, but he has not the staying power of that long-breathed, not to say long-winded, lover of landscapes. Both are on the most in timate terms with Nature, but Emerson contem plates himself as belonging to her, while Words- Worth feels as if she belonged to him. 838 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Good-by, proud world," recalls Spenser and Kaleigh. " Tfye Humble- Bee " is strongly marked by the manner and thought of Marvell. Marvell s " Annihilating all that s made To a green thought in a green shade," may well have suggested Emerson s " The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass." " The Snow-Storm " naturally enough brings to mind the descriptions of Thomson and of Cowper, and fragment as it is, it will not suffer by comparison with either. " Woodnotes," one of his best poems, has passages that might have been found in Milton s " Comus ; " this, for instance : " All constellations of the sky Shed their virtue through his eye. Him Nature giveth for defence His formidable innocence." Of course his Persian and Indian models be tray themselves in many of his poems, some of which, called translations, sound as if they were original. So we follow him from page to page and find him passing through many moods, but with one pervading spirit : EMERSOW S POEMS. 339 " Melting matter into dreams, Panoramas which I saw, And whatever glows or seems Into substance, into Law." We think in reading his " Poems " of these words of Sainte-Beuve : " The greatest poet is not he who has done the best ; it is he who suggests the most ; he, not all of whose meaning is at first obvious, and who leaves you much to desire, to explain, to study ; much to complete in your turn." Just what he shows himself in his prose, Emerson shows himself in his verse. Only when he gets into rhythm and rhyme he lets us see more of his personality, he ventures upon more audacious imagery, his flight is higher and swifter, his brief crystalline sentences have dis solved and pour in continuous streams. Where they came from, or whither they flow to empty themselves, we cannot always say, it is enough to enjoy them as they flow by us. Incompleteness want of beginning, middle, and end, is their too common fault. His pages are too much like those artists studios all hung vound with sketches and " bits " of scenery. The Snow-Storm " and " Sea-Shore " are " bits " out of a landscape that was never painted, ad mirable, so far as they go, but forcing us to ask, " Where is the painting for which these scraps 340 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. are studies ? " or " Out of what great picture have these pieces been cut ? " We do not want his fragments to be made wholes, if we did, what hand could be found equal to the task ? We do not want his rhythms and rhymes smoothed and made more melodious. They are as honest as Chaucer s, and we like them as they are, not modernized or manipulated by any versifying drill-sergeant, if we wanted them reshaped whom could we trust to meddle with them ? His poetry is elemental ; it has the rock be neath it in the eternal laws on which it rests ; the roll of deep waters in its grander harmonies ; its air is full of ^Eolian strains that waken and die away as the breeze wanders over them ; and through it shines the white starlight, and from time to time flashes a meteor that startles us with its sudden brilliancy. After all our criticisms, our selections, our analyses, our comparisons, we have to recognize that there is a charm in Emerson s poems which cannot be defined any more than the fragrance of a rose or a hyacinth, any more than the j tone of a voice which we should know from all others if all mankind were to pass before us, and each of its articulating representatives should call us by name. EMERSON S POEMS. 341 All our crucibles and alembics leave unac counted for the great mystery of style. " The style is of [a part of] the man himself," said Buffon, and this saying has passed into the stronger phrase, " The style is the man." The " personal equation " which differentiates two observers is not confined to the tower of the astronomer. Every human being is individ ualized by a new arrangement of elements. His mind is a safe with a lock to which only certain letters are the key. His ideas follow in an order of their own. His words group themselves to gether in special sequences, in peculiar rhythms, in unlooked-for combinations, the total effect of which is to stamp all that he says or writes with his individuality. We may not be able to assign the reason of the fascination the poet we have been considering exercises over us. But this we can say, that he lives in the highest atmosphere of thought ; that he is always in the presence of the infinite, and ennobles the accidents of hu man existence so that they partake of the ab solute and eternal while he is looking at them ; that he unites a royal dignity of manner with the simplicity of primitive nature ; that his words and phrases arrange themselves, as if by an elective affinity of their own, with a curi- vsa felicitas which captivates and enthrals the reader who comes fully under its influence, and 342 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. that through all he sings as in all he says for us we recognize the same serene, high, pure in telligence and moral nature, infinitely precious to us, not only in themselves, but as a promise of what the transplanted life, the air and soil and breeding of this western world may yet educe from their potential virtues, shaping themselves, at length, in a literature as much its own as the Rocky Mountains and the Mississippi. CHAPTER XV. Recollections of Emerson s Last Years. Mr. Conway s Visits. Extracts from Mr. Whitman s Journal. Dr. Le Baron Russell s Visit. Dr. Edward Emerson s Account. Illness and Death. Funeral Services. ME. CONWAY gives the following account of two visits to Emerson after the decline of his faculties had begun to make itself obvious : " In 1875, when I stayed at his house in Concord for a little time, it was sad enough to find him sitting as a listener before those who used to sit at his feet in silence. But when alone with him he conversed in the old way, and his faults of memory seemed at times to disappear. There was something striking in the kind of forgetfulness by which he suffered. He remem bered the realities and uses of things when he could not recall their names. He would describe what he wanted or thought of; when he could not recall 4 chair he could speak of that which supports the human frame, and the implement that cultivates the soil must do for plough. " In 1880, when I was last in Concord, the trou ble had made heavy strides. The intensity of his silent attention to every word that was said was painful, suggesting a concentration of his powers 344 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. to break through the invisible walls closing around them. Yet his face was serene ; he was even cheer- ful, and joined in our laughter at some letters his eldest daughter had preserved, from young girls, trying to coax autograph letters, and in one case asking for what price he would write a valedictory address she had to deliver at college. He was still able to joke about his naughty memory ; and no complaint came from him when he once rallied him self on living too long. Emerson appeared to me strangely beautiful at this time, and the sweetness of his voice, when he spoke of the love and providence at his side, is quite indescribable." One of the later glimpses we have of Emerson is that preserved in the journal of Mr. Whitman, who visited Concord in the autumn of 1881. Mr. Ireland gives a long extract from this jour nal, from which I take the following : "On entering he had spoken very briefly, easily and politely to several of the company, then settled himself in his chair, a trifle pushed back, and, though a listener and apparently an alert one, re mained silent through the whole talk and discussion. And so, there Emerson sat, and I looking at him. A good color in his face, eyes clear, with the well- known expression of sweetness, and the old clear- peering aspect quite the same." Mr. Whitman met him again the next day, Sunday, September 18th, and records : "As just said, a healthy color in the cheeks, and DR. LE BARON RUSSELL S VISIT. 345 good light in the eyes, cheery expression, and just the amount of talking that best suited, namely, a word or short phrase only where needed, and almost always with a smile." Dr. Le Baron Russell writes to me of Emer son at a still later period : "One incident I will mention which occurred at my last visit to Emerson, only a few months before his death. I went by Mrs. Emerson s request to pass a Sunday at their house at Concord towards the end of June. His memory had been failing for some time, and his mind as you know was clouded, but the old charm of his voice and manner had never left him. On the morning after my arrival Mrs. Emer son took us into the garden to see the beautiful roses in which she took great delight. One red rose of most brilliant color she called our attention to espe cially ; its hue was so truly angry and brave that I involuntarily repeated Herbert s line, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, from the verses which Emerson had first repeated to me so long ago. Emerson looked at the rose admir ingly, and then as if by a sudden impulse lifted his hat gently, and said with a low bow, I take off my hat to it. " Once a poet, always a poet. It was the same reverence for the beautiful that he had shown in the same way in his younger days on entering 346 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. the wood, as Governor Rice has told us the story, given in an earlier chapter. I do not remember Emerson s last time of at tendance at the " Saturday Club," but I recollect that he came after the trouble in finding words had become well marked. " My memory hides itself," he said. The last time I saw him, living, was at Longfellow s funeral. I was sitting op posite to him when he rose, and going to the side of the coffin, looked intently upon the face of the dead poet. A few minutes later he rose again and looked once more on the familiar features, not apparently remembering that he had just done so. Mr. Conway reports that he said to a friend near him, " That gentleman was a sweet, beautiful soul, but I have entirely forgotten his name." Dr. Edward Emerson has very kindly fur nished me, in reply to my request, with informa tion regarding his father s last years which will interest every one who has followed his life through its morning and midday to the hour of evening shadows. " May-Day," which was published in 1867, was made up of the poems written since his first volume appeared. After this he wrote no poems, but with some difficulty fitted the refrain to the poem " Boston," which had remained unfinished since the old Anti-slavery days. " Greatness, DR. EDWARD EMERSON S ACCOUNT. 347 and the " Phi Beta Kappa Oration " of 1867, were among his last pieces of work. His Col lege Lectures, " The Natural History of the In tellect," were merely notes recorded years before, and now gathered and welded together. In 1876 he revised his poems, and made the selec tions from them for the " Little Classic " edition of his works, then called " Selected Poems." In that year he gave his "Address to the Students of the University of Virginia." This was a paper written long before, and its revision, with the aid of his daughter Ellen, was accom plished with much difficulty. The year 1867 was about the limit of hin working life. During the last five years ht hardly answered a letter. Before this time it had become increasingly hard for him to do so, and he always postponed and thought he should feel more able the next day, until his daughter Ellen was compelled to assume the correspond-* ence. He did, however, write some letters in 1876, as, for instance, the answer to the invita tion of the Virginia students. Emerson left off going regularly to the " Sat urday Club" probably in 1875. He used to de pend on meeting Mr. Cabot there, but after Mr- Cabot began to come regularly to work on " Let ters and Social Aims," Emerson, who relied on his friendly assistance, ceased attending the 348 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. meetings. The trouble he had in finding the word he wanted was a reason for his staying away from all gatherings where he was called upon to take a part in conversation, though he the more willingly went to lectures and readings and to church. His hearing was very slightly impaired, and his sight remained pretty good, though he sometimes said letters doubled, and that "M s" and "N s" troubled him to read. He recognized the members of his own family and his old friends ; but, as I infer from this statement, he found a difficulty in remem bering the faces of new acquaintances, as is com mon with old persons. He continued the habit of reading, read through all his printed works with much interest and surprise, went through all his manuscripts, and endeavored, unsuccessfully, to index them. In these Dr. Emerson found written " Examined 1877 or 1878," but he found no later date. In the last year or two he read anything which he picked up on his table, but he read the same things over, and whispered the words like a child. He liked to look over the " Advertiser," and was interested in the " Nation." He enjoyed pictures in books and showed them with delight to guests. All this with slight changes and omissions ia from the letter of Dr. Emerson in answer to m DR. EDWARD EMERSON S ACCOUNT. 349 questions. The twilight of a long, bright day of life may be saddening, but when the shadow falls so gently and gradually, with so little that is painful and so much that is soothing and comforting, we do not shrink from following the imprisoned spirit to the very verge of its earthly existence. But darker hours were in the order of nature very near at hand. From these he was saved by his not untimely release from the imprisonment of the worn-out bodily frame. In April, 1882, Emerson took a severe cold, and became so hoarse that he could hardly speak. When his son, Dr. Edward Emerson, called to see him, he found him on the sofa, feverish, with more difficulty of expression than usual, dull, but not uncomfortable. As he lay on his couch he pointed out various objects, among others a portrait of Carlyle "the good man, my friend." His son told him that he had seen Carlyle, which seemed to please him much. On the following day the unequivocal signs of pneumonia showed themselves, and he failed rapidly. He still rec ognized those around him, among the rest Judge Hoar, to whom he held out his arms for a last embrace. A sharp pain coming on, ether was administered with relief. And in a little time, surrounded by those who loved him and whom he loved, he passed quietly away. He lived very 350 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. nearly to the completion of his seventy-ninth year, having been born May 25, 1803, and his death occurring on the 27th of April, 1882. Mr. Ireland has given a full account of the funeral, from which are, for the most part, taken the following extracts : " The last rites over the remains of Ralph Waldo Emerson took place at Concord on the 30th of April. A special train from Boston carried a large number of people. Many persons were on the street, attracted by the services, but were unable to gain admission to the church where the public ceremonies were held. Almost every building in town bore over its entrance- door a large black and white rosette with other sombre draperies. The public buildings were heavily draped, and even the homes of the very poor bore outward marks of grief at the loss of their friend and fellow-townsman. "The services at the house, which were strictly private, occurred at 2.30, and were conducted by Eev. W. H. Furness of Philadelphia, a kindred spirit and an almost life-long friend. They were simple in character, and only Dr. Furness took part in them. The body lay in the front northeast room, in which were gathered the family and close friends of the de ceased. The only flowers were contained in three vases on the mantel, and were lilies of the valley, red and white roses, and arbutus. The adjoining roem and hall were filled with friends and neighbors. FUNERAL SERVICES. 351 " At the church many hundreds of persons were awaiting the arrival of the procession, and all the space, except the reserved pews, was packed. In front of the pulpit were simple decorations, boughs of pine covered the desk, and in their centre was a harp of yellow jonquils, the gift of Miss Louisa M. Alcott. Among the floral tributes was one from the teachers and scholars in the Emerson school. By the sides of the pulpit were white and scarlet geraniums and pine boughs, and high upon the wall a laurel wreath. " Before 3.30 the pall-bearers brought in the plain black walnut coffin, which was placed before the pul pit. The lid was turned back, and upon it was put a cluster of richly colored pansies and a small bouquet of roses. While the coffin was being carried in, * Pleyel s Hymn was rendered on the organ by re quest of the family of the deceased. Dr. James Freeman Clarke then entered the pulpit. Judge E. Rockwood Hoar remained by the coffin below, and when the congregation became quiet, made a brief and pathetic address, his voice many times trembling with emotion." I subjoin this most impressive " Address " entire, from the manuscript with which Judge Hoar has kindly favored me : " The beauty of Israel is fallen in its high place ! Mr. Emerson has died; and we, his friends and neighbors, with this sorrowing company, have turned aside the procession from his home to his grave, to this temple of his fathers, that we may here unite in our parting tribute of memory and love. 352 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " There is nothing to mourn for him. That brave and manly life was rounded out to the full length of days. That dying pillow was softened by the sweetest domestic affection ; and as he lay down to the sleep which the Lord giveth his beloved, his face was as the face of an angel, and his smile seemed to give a glimpse of the opening heavens. " Wherever the English language is spoken through out the world his fame is established and secure. Throughout this great land and from beyond the sea will come innumerable voices of sorrow for this great public loss. But we, his neighbors and townsmen, feel that he was ours. He was descended from the founders of the town. He chose our village as the place where his lifelong work was to be done. It was to our fields and orchards that his presence gave such value ; it was our streets in which the children looked up to him with love, and the elders with rev erence. He was our ornament and pride. " He is gone is dust, He the more fortunate ! Yea, he hath finished I For him there is no longer any future. His life is bright bright without spot it was And cannot cease to be. No ominous hour Knocks at his door with tidings of mishap. Far off is he, above desire and fear ; No more submitted to the change and chance Of the uncertain planets. " * The bloom is vanished from my life, For, oh ! he stood beside me like my youth ; Transformed for me the real to a dream, FUNERAL SERVICES. 353 Clothing 1 the palpable and the familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. Whatever fortunes wait my future toils, The beautiful is vanished and returns not. " That lofty brow, the home of all wise thoughts and high aspirations, those lips of eloquent music, that great soul, which trusted in God and never let go its hope of immortality, that large heart, to which everything that belonged to man was welcome, that hospitable nature, loving and tender and gen erous, having no repulsion or scorn for anything but meanness and baseness, oh, friend, brother, father, lover, teacher, inspirer, guide ! is there no more that we can do now than to give thee this our hail and farewell ! " Judge Hoar s remarks were followed by the congregation singing the hymns, " Thy will be done," "I will not fear the fate provided by Thy love." The Rev. Dr. Furness then read selections from the Scriptures. The Rev. James Freeman Clarke then deliv ered an " Address," from which I extract two eloquent and inspiring passages, regretting to omit any that fell from lips so used to noble utterances and warmed by their subject, for there is hardly a living person more competent to speak or write of Emerson than this high- minded and brave-souled man, who did not wait until he was famous to be his admirer and champion. 23 854 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " The saying of the Liturgy is true and wise, that * in the midst of life we are in death. But it is still more true that in the midst of death we are in life, Do we ever believe so much in immortality as when we look on such a dear and noble face, now so still, which a few hours ago was radiant with thought and love ? He is not here : he is risen. That power which we knew, that soaring intelligence, that soul of fire, that ever-advancing spirit, that cannot have been suddenly annihilated with the decay of these earthly organs. It has left its darkened dust behind. It has outsoared the shadow of our night. God does not trifle with his creatures by bringing to nothing the ripe fruit of the ages by the lesion of a cerebral cell, or some bodily tissue. Life does not die, but matter dies off from it. The highest energy we know, the soul of man, the unit in which meet intelligence, imagination, memory, hope, love, purpose, insight, this agent of immense resource and boundless power, this has not been subdued by its instrument. When we think of such an one as he, we can only think of life, never of death. " Such was his own faith, as expressed in his paper on Immortality. But he himself was the best argu ment for immortality. Like the greatest thinkers, he did not rely on logical proof, but on the higher evidence of universal instincts, the vast streams of belief which flow through human thought like cur rents in the ocean ; those shoreless rivers which for ever roll along their paths in the Atlantic and Pacific, not restrained by banks, but guided by the revolutiong of the globe and the attractions of the sun." FUNERAL SERVICES. 355 tt Let us then ponder his words : ! " Wilt thou not ope thy heart to know What rainbows teach and sunsets show ? Voice of earth to earth returned, Prayers of saints that inly burned, Saying, What is excellent As God lives, is permanent; Hearts are dust, hearts loves remain ; Hearts love will meet thee again. House and tenant go to ground Lost in God, in Godhead found. " After the above address a feeling prayer was offered by Rev. Howard N. Brown, of Brook- line, and the benediction closed the exercises in the church. Immediately before the benediction, Mr. Alcott recited the following sonnet, which he had written for the occasion : " His harp is silent : shall successors rise, Touching with venturous hand the trembling string, Kindle glad raptures, visions of surprise, And wake to ecstasy each slumbering thing ? Shall life and thought flash new hi wondering eyes, As when the seer transcendent, sweet, and wise, World-wide his native melodies did sing, Flushed with fair hopes and ancient memories ? Ah, no ! That matchless lyre shall silent lie : None hath the vanished minstrel s wondrous skill To touch that instrument with art and will. With him, winged poesy doth droop and die ; While our dull age, left voiceless, must lament The bard high heaven had for its service sent." 856 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Over an hour was occupied by the passing files of neighbors, friends, and visitors looking for the last time upon the face of the dead poet. The body was robed completely in white, and the face bore a natural and peaceful expression. From the church the pro cession took its way to the cemetery. The grav^e was made beneath a tall pine-tree upon the hill-top of Sleepy Hollow, where lie the bodies of his friends Thoreau and Hawthorne, the upturned sod being concealed by strewings of pine boughs. A border of hemlock spray surrounded the grave and completely lined its sides. The services here were very brief, and the casket was soon lowered to its final resting- place. " The Rev. Dr. Haskins, a cousin of the family, an Episcopal clergyman, read the Episcopal Burial Ser vice, and closed with the Lord s Prayer, ending at the words, and deliver us from evil. In this all the people joined. Dr. Haskins then pronounced the ben ediction. After it was over the grandchildren passed the open grave and threw flowers into it." So vanished from human eyes the bodily pres ence of Ralph Waldo Emerson, and his finished record belongs henceforth to memory. CHAPTER XVI. EMERSON. A RETROSPECT. Personality and Habits of Life. His Commission and Er rand. As a Lecturer. His Use of Authorities. Resem blance to Other Writers. As influenced by Others. His Place as a Thinker. Idealism and Intuition. Mysticism. His Attitude respecting Science. As an American. His Fondness for Solitary Study. His Patience and Amiability. Feeling with which he was regarded. Emer son and Burns. His Religious Belief. His Relations with Clergymen. Future of his Reputation. His Life judged by the Ideal Standard. EMERSON S earthly existence was in the esti mate of his own philosophy so slight an occur rence in his career of being that his relations to the accidents of time and space seem quite sec ondary matters to one who has been long living in the companionship of his thought. Still, he had to be born, to take in his share of the at mosphere in which we are all immersed, to have dealings with the world of phenomena, and at length to let them all " soar and sing " as he left his earthly half-way house. It is natural and pardonable that we should like to know the de tails of the daily life which the men whom we 358 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. admire have shared with common mortals, our selves among the rest. But Emerson has said truly " Great geniuses have the shortest biogra phies. Their cousins can tell you nothing about them. They lived in their writings, and so their home and street life was trivial and common place." The reader has had many extracts from Emer son s writings laid before him. It was no easy task to choose them, for his paragraphs are so condensed, so much in the nature of abstracts, that it is like distilling absolute alcohol to at tempt separating the spirit of what he says from his undiluted thought. His books are all so full of his life to their last syllable that we might letter every volume Emersoniana, by Ralph Waldo Emerson. From the numerous extracts I have given from Emerson s writings it may be hoped that the reader will have formed an idea for himself of the man and of the life which have been the subjects of these pages. But he may probably expect something like a portrait of the poet and moralist from the hand of his biographer, if the author of this Memoir may borrow the name which will belong to a future and better equipped laborer in the same field. He may not unreason ably look for some general estimate of the life- work of the scholar and thinker of whom he has PERSONALITY AND HABITS OF LIFE. 359 been reading. He will not be disposed to find fault with the writer of the Memoir if he men tions many things which would seem very trivial but for the interest they borrow from the indi vidual to whom they relate. Emerson s personal appearance was that of a scholar, the descendant of scholars. He was tall and slender, with the complexion which is bred in the alcove and not in the open air. He used to tell his son Edward that he measured six feet in his shoes, but his son thinks he could hardly have straightened himself to that height in his later years. He was very light for a man of his stature. He got on the scales at Cheyenne, on his trip to California, comparing his weight with that of a lady of the party. A little while afterwards he asked of his fellow-traveller, Pro fessor Thayer, "How much did I weigh? A hundred and forty ? " "A hundred and forty and a half," was the answer. " Yes, yes, a hun dred and forty and a half ! That half I prize ; it is an index of better things ! " Emerson s head was not such as Schopen hauer insists upon for a philosopher. He wore a hat measuring six and seven eighths on the cephalometer used by hatters, which is equiva lent to twenty-one inches and a quarter of cir cumference. The average size is from seven to seven and an eighth, so that his head was quite 360 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. small in that dimension. It was long and nar row, but lofty, almost symmetrical, and of more nearly equal breadth in its anterior and poste rior regions than many or most heads. His shoulders sloped so much as to be com mented upon for this peculiarity by Mr. Gilfil- lan, and like " Ammon s great son," he carried one shoulder a little higher than the other. His face was thin, his nose somewhat accipitrine, casting a broad shadow ; his mouth rather wide, well formed and well closed, carrying a question and an assertion in its finely finished curves ; the lower lip a little prominent, the chin shapely and firm, as becomes the corner-stone of the counte nance. His expression was calm, sedate, kindly, with that look of refinement, centring about the lips, which is rarely found in the male New Eng- lander, unless the family features have been for two or three cultivated generations the battle field and the playground of varied thoughts and complex emotions as well as the sensuous and nutritive port of entry. His whole look was ir radiated by an ever active inquiring intelligence. His manner was noble and gracious. Few of our fellow-countrymen have had larger opportunities of seeing distinguished personages than our pres ent minister at the Court of St. James. In a recent letter to myself, which I trust Mr. Lowell will pardon my quoting, he says of Emerson : PERSONALITY AND HABITS OF LIFE. 361 " There was a majesty about hiin beyond all other men I have known, and he habitually dwelt in that ampler and diviner air to which most of us, if ever, only rise in spurts." From members of his own immediate family I have derived some particulars relating to his personality and habits which are deserving of record. His hair was brown, quite fine, and, till he was fifty, very thick. His eyes were of the " strongest and brightest blue." The member of the family who tells me this says : " My sister and I have looked for many years to see whether any one else had such absolutely blue eyes, and have never found them except in sea-captains. I have seen three sea-captains who had them." He was not insensible to music, but his gift in that direction was very limited, if we may judge from this family story. When he was in College, and the singing-master was gathering his pupils, Emerson presented himself, intending to learn to sing. The master received him, and when his turn came, said to him, " Chord ! " "What?" said Emerson. "Chord! Chord ! I tell you," repeated the master. " I don t know what you mean," said Emerson. " Why, sing ! Sing a note." " So I made some kind of a noise, and the singing-master said, That will do, sir, You need not come again. " 862 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Emerson s mode of living was very simple : coffee in the morning, tea in the evening, animal food by choice only once a day, wine only when with others using it, but always pie at breakfast. " It stood before him and was the first thing eaten." Ten o clock was his bed-time, six his hour of rising until the last ten years of his life, when he rose at seven. Work or company some times led him to sit up late, and this he could do night after night. He never was hungry, could go any time from breakfast to tea without food and not know it, but was always ready for food when it was set before him. He always walked from about four in the afternoon till tea-time, and often longer when the day was fine, or he felt that he should work the better. It is plain from his writings that Emerson was possessed all his life long with the idea of his constitutional infirmity and insufficiency. He hated invalidism, and had little patience with complaints about ill-health, but in his poems, and once or twice in his letters to Carlyle, he expresses himself with freedom about his own bodily inheritance. In 1827, being then but twenty-four years old, he writes : " I bear in youth the sad infirmities That use to undo the limb and sense of age." PERSONALITY AND HABITS OF LIFE. 36& Four years later : " Has God on thee conferred A bodily presence mean as Paul s, Yet made thee bearer of a word Which sleepy nations as with trumpet calls ? " and again, in the same year : " Leave me, Fear, thy throbs are base, Trembling for the body s sake." Almost forty years from the first of these dates we find him bewailing in " Terminus " his inher ited weakness of organization. And in writing to Carlyle, he says : " You are of the Anakim and know nothing of the debility and postponement of the blonde constitution." Again, " I am the victim of miscellany mis cellany of designs, vast debility and procrasti nation." He thought too much of his bodily insufficien cies, which, it will be observed, he refers to only in his private correspondence, and in that semi- nudity of self -revelation which is the privilege of poetry. His presence was fine and impressive, and his muscular strength was enough to make him a rapid and enduring walker. Emerson s voice had a great charm in conver sation, as in the lecture-room. It was never loud, never shrill, but singularly penetrating. He was apt to hesitate in the course of a sen- 364 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. tence, so as to be sure of the exact word he wanted ; picking his way through his vocabulary, to get at the best expression of his thought, as a well-dressed woman crosses the muddy pavement to reach the opposite sidewalk. It was this nat ural slight and not unpleasant semicolon paus ing of the memory which grew upon him in his years of decline, until it rendered conversation laborious and painful to him. He never laughed loudly. When he laughed it was under protest, as it were, with closed doors, his mouth shut, so that the explosion had to seek another respiratory channel, and found its way out quietly, while his eyebrows and nos trils and all his features betrayed the " ground swell," as Professor Thayer happily called it, of the half-suppressed convulsion. He was averse to loud laughter in others, and objected to Mar garet Fuller that she made him laugh too much. Emerson was not rich in some of those nat ural gifts which are considered the birthright of the New Englander. He had not the mechanical turn of the whittling Yankee. I once questioned him about his manual dexterity, and he told me he could split a shingle four ways with one nail, which, as the intention is not to split it at all in fastening it to the roof of a house or else where, I took to be a confession of inaptitude for mechanical works. He does not seem to have PERSONALITY AND HABITS OF LIFE. 365 been very accomplished in the handling of agri cultural implements either, for it is told in the family that his little son, Waldo, seeing him at work with a spade, cried out, " Take care, papa, you will dig your leg." He used to regret that he had no ear for music. I have said enough about his verse, which often jars on a sensitive ear, showing a want of the nicest perception of harmonies and discords in the arrangement of the words. There are stories which show that Emerson had a retentive memory in the earlier part of his life. It is hard to say from his books whether he had or not, for he jotted down such a multi tude of things in his diary that this was a kind of mechanical memory which supplied him with endless materials of thought and subjects for his pen. Lover and admirer of Plato as Emerson was, the doors of the academy, over which was the inscription ^Sets dyew/xer/a^ros ICTCITOO, Let no one unacquainted with geometry enter here, would have been closed to him. All the exact sciences found him an unwilling learner. He says of himself that he cannot multiply seven by twelve with impunity. In an unpublished manuscript kindly sub mitted to me by Mr. Frothingham, Emerson is reported as saying, " God has given me the 366 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. seeing eye, but not the working hand." His gift was insight: he saw the germ through its en velop ; the particular in the light of the univer sal ; the fact in connection with the principle ; the phenomenon as related to the law ; all this not by the slow and sure process of science, but by the sudden and searching flashes of imagina tive double vision. He had neither the patience nor the method of the inductive reasoner ; he passed from one thought to another not by log ical steps but by airy flights, which left no foot prints. This mode of intellectual action when found united with natural sagacity becomes poe try, philosophy, wisdom, or prophecy in its various forms of manifestation. Without that gift of natural sagacity (pdoratio qucedam venatica*), a good scent for truth and beauty, it appears as extravagance, whimsicality, eccentricity, or insanity, according to its degree of aberration. Emerson was eminently sane for an idealist. He carried the same sagacity into the ideal world that Franklin showed in the affairs of common life. He was constitutionally fastidious, and had to school himself to become able to put up with the terrible inflictions of uncongenial fellow ships. We must go to his poems to get at his weaknesses. The clown of the first edition of u Monadnoc " " with heart of cat and eyes of PERSONALITY AND HABITS OF LIFE. 367 bug," disappears in the after- thought of the later version of the poem, but the eye that recognized him and the nature that recoiled from him were there still. What must he not have endured from the persecutions of small-minded worship, pers who fastened upon him for the interminable period between the incoming and the outgoing railroad train ! He was a model of patience and good temper. We might have feared that he lacked the sensibility to make such intrusions and offences an annoyance. But when Mr. Froth- in gham gratifies the public with those most in teresting personal recollections which I have had the privilege of looking over, it will be seen that his equanimity, admirable as it was, was not in capable of being disturbed, and that on rare occasions he could give way to the feeling which showed itself of old in the doom pronounced on the barren fig-tree. Of Emerson s affections his home-life, and those tender poems in memory of his brothers and his son, give all the evidence that could be asked or wished for. His friends were all who knew him, for none could be his enemy ; and his simple graciousness of manner, with the sincerity apparent in every look and tone, hardly admitted indifference on the part of any who met him, were it but for a single hour. Even the little children knew and loved him, and babes in arms 368 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. returned his angelic smile. Of the friends wUo were longest and most intimately associated with him, it is needless to say much in this place. Of those who are living, it is hardly time to speak ; of those who are dead, much has already been written. Margaret Fuller, I must call my early schoolmate as I best remember her, leaves her life pictured in the mosaic of five artists, Emerson himself among the number ; Thoreau is faithfully commemorated in the lov ing memoir by Mr. Sanborn j Theodore Parker lives in the story of his life told by the eloquent Mr. Weiss ; Hawthorne awaits his portrait from the master-hand of Mr. Lowell. How nearly any friend, other than his broth ers Edward and Charles, came to him, I cannot say, indeed I can hardly guess. That " majesty " Mr. Lowell speaks of always seemed to hedge him round like the divinity that doth hedge a king. What man was he who would lay his hand familiarly upon his shoulder and call him Waldo ? No disciple of Father Mathew would be likely to do such a thing. There may have been such irreverent persons, but if any one had so ventured at the " Saturday Club," it would have produced a sensation like Bruminel s " George, ring the bell," to the Prince Regent. His ideas of friendship, as of love, seem almost too exalted for our earthly conditions, and sug- HIS COMMISSION AND ERRAND. 369 gest the thought as do many others of his char acteristics, that the spirit which animated his mortal frame had missed its way on the shin ing path to some brighter and better sphere of being. Not so did Emerson appear among the plain working farmers of the village in which he lived. He was a good, unpretending fellow-citizen who put on no airs, who attended town-meetings, took his part in useful measures, was no great hand at farming, but was esteemed and respected, and felt to be a principal source of attraction to Con cord, for strangers came flocking to the place as if it held the tomb of Washington. What was the errand on which he visited our earth, the message with which he came com missioned from the Infinite source of all life ? Every human soul leaves its port with sealed orders. These may be opened earlier or later on its voyage, but until they are opened no one can tell what is to be his course or to what har bor he is bound. Emerson inherited the traditions of the Bos ton pulpit, such as they were, damaged, in the view of the prevailing sects of the country, perhaps by too long contact with the " Sons of Liberty," and their revolutionary notions. But the most " liberal " Boston pulpit still held to 24 370 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. many doctrines, forms, and phrases open to the challenge of any independent thinker. In the year 1832 this young priest, then a settled minister, "began," as was said of an other, " to be about thirty years of age." He had opened his sealed orders and had read therein : Thou shalt not profess that which thou dost not believe. Thou shalt not heed the voice of man when it agrees not with the voice of God in thine own soul. Thou shalt study and obey the laws of the Universe and they will be thy fellow-servants. Thou shalt speak the truth as thou seest it, without fear, in the spirit of kindness to all thy fellow-creatures, dealing with the manifold in terests of life and the typical characters of his tory. Nature shall be to thee as a symbol. The life of the soul, in conscious union with the Infinite, shall be for thee the only real existence. This pleasing show of an external world through which thou art passing is given thee to interpret by the light which is in thee. Its least appearance is not unworthy of thy study. Let thy soul be open and thine eyes will reveal to thee beauty everywhere. Go forth with thy message among thy fellow- HIS COMMISSION AND ERRAND. 371 creatures ; teach them they must trust them selves as guided by that inner light which dwells with the pure in heart, to whom it was promised of old that they shall see God. Teach them that each generation begins the world afresh, in perfect freedom ; that the pres ent is not the prisoner of the past, but that to day holds captive all yesterdays, to compare, to judge, to accept, to reject their teachings, as these are shown by its own morning s sun. To thy fellow-countrymen thou shalt preach the gospel of the New World, that here, here in our America, is the home of man ; that here is the promise of a new and more excellent social state than history has recorded. Thy life shall be as thy teachings, brave, pure, truthful, beneficent, hopeful, cheerful, hos pitable to all honest belief, all sincere thinkers, and active according to thy gifts and opportu nities. He was true to the orders he had received. Through doubts, troubles, privations, opposition, he would not " bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward." All through the writings of Emerson the spirit of these orders manifests itself. His range of 372 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. subjects is very wide, ascending to the highest sphere of spiritual contemplation, bordering on that " intense inane " where thought loses itself in breathless ecstasy, and stooping to the home liest maxims of prudence and the every-day les sons of good manners. And all his work was done, not so much "As ever in his great Taskmaster s eye," as in the ever-present sense of divine companion ship. He was called to sacrifice his living, his posi tion, his intimacies, to a doubt, and he gave them all up without a murmur. He might have been an idol, and he broke his own pedestal to attack the idolatry which he saw all about him. He gave up a comparatively easy life for a toilsome and trying one; he accepted a precarious em ployment, which hardly kept him above poverty, rather than wear the golden padlock on his lips which has held fast the conscience of so many pulpit Chrysostoms. Instead of a volume or two of sermons, bridled with a text and har nessed with a confession of faith, he bequeathed us a long series of Discourses and Essays in which we know we have his honest thoughts, free from that professional bias which tends to make the pulpit teaching of the fairest-minded preacher follow a diagonal of two forces, the HIS COMMISSION AND ERRAND. 373 promptings of his personal and his ecclesiastical opinions. Without a church or a pulpit, he soon had a congregation. It was largely made up of young persons of both sexes, young by nature, if not in years, who, tired of routine and formulae, and full of vague aspirations, found in his utterances the oracles they sought. To them, in the words of his friend and neighbor Mr. Alcott, he " Sang his full song of hope and lofty cheer." Nor was it only for a few seasons that he drew his audiences of devout listeners around him. Another poet, his Concord neighbor, Mr. San- born, who listened to him many years after the first flush of novelty was over, felt the same en chantment, and recognized the same inspiring life in his words, which had thrilled the souls of those earlier listeners. " His was the task and his the lordly gift Our eyes, our hearts, bent earthward, to uplift." This was his power, to inspire others, to make life purer, loftier, calmer, brighter. Optimism is what the young want, and he could no more help taking the hopeful view of the universe and its future than Claude could help flooding his landscapes with sunshine. "Nature," published in 1836, "the first clear manifestation of his genius," as Mr. Norton calls 874 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. it, revealed him as an idealist and a poet, with a tendency to mysticism. If he had been inde pendent in circumstances, he would doubtless have developed more freely in these directions. But he had his living to get and a family to support, and he must look about him for some paying occupation. The lecture-room naturally presented itself to a scholar accustomed to speak ing from the pulpit. This medium of communi cating thought was not as yet very popular, and the rewards it offered were but moderate. Emer son was of a very hopeful nature, however, and believed in its possibilities. "I am always haunted with brave dreams of what might be accomplished in the lecture- room, so free and so unpretending a platform, - a Delos not yet made fast. I imagine an eloquence of infinite variety, rich as conversation can be, with anecdote, joke, tragedy, epics and pindarics, argument and confession." So writes Emerson to Carlyle in 1841. It would be as unfair to overlook the special form in which Emerson gave most of his thoughts to the world, as it would be to leave out of view the calling of Shakespeare in judging his liter ary character. Emerson was an essayist and a lecturer, as Shakespeare was a dramatist and a play-actor. The exigencies of the theatre account fo* A3 A LECTURER. 375 much that is, as it were, accidental in the writ ings of Shakespeare. The demands of the lec ture-room account for many peculiarities which are characteristic of Emerson as an author. The play must be in five acts, each of a given length. The lecture must fill an hour and not overrun it. Both play and lecture must be vivid, varied, picturesque, stimulating, or the audience would tire before the allotted time was over. Both writers had this in common : they were poets and moralists. They reproduced the con ditions of life in the light of penetrative observa tion and ideal contemplation ; they illustrated its duties in their breach and in their observ ance, by precepts and well-chosen portraits of character. The particular form in which they wrote makes little difference when we come upon the utterance of a noble truth or an elevated sentiment. It was not a simple matter of choice with the dramatist or the lecturer in what direction they should turn their special gifts. The actor had learned his business on the stage ; the lecturer had gone through his apprenticeship in the pul pit. Each had his bread to earn, and he must work, and work hard, in the way open before him. For twenty years the playwright wrote dramas, and retired before middle age with a 376 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. good estate to his native town. For forty years Emerson lectured and published lectures, and established himself at length in competence in the village where his ancestors had lived and died before him. He never became rich, as Shakespeare did. He was never in easy circum stances until he was nearly seventy years old. Lecturing was hard work, but he was under the " base necessity," as he called it, of constant labor, writing in summer, speaking everywhere east and west in the trying and dangerous win ter season. He spoke in great cities to such cultivated audiences as no other man could gather about him, and in remote villages where he addressed plain people whose classics were the Bible and the " Farmer s Almanac." Wherever he ap peared in the lecture -room, he fascinated his listeners by his voice and manner ; the music of his speech pleased those who found his thought too subtle for their dull wits to follow. When the Lecture had served its purpose, it came before the public in the shape of an Essay. But the Essay never lost the character it bor rowed from the conditions under which it was delivered ; it was a lay sermon, concio ad pop- ulum. We must always remember what we are dealing with. " Expect nothing more of my power of construction, no ship - building, no AS A LECTURER. 377 clipper, smack, nor skiff even, only boards and logs tied together." " Here I sit and read and write, with very little system, and, as far as re gards composition, with the most fragmentary result : paragraphs incompressible, each sentence an infinitely repellent particle." We have then a moralist and a poet appearing as a Lecturer and an Essayist, and now and then writing in verse. He liked the freedom of the platform. " I preach in the Lecture-room," he says, " and there it tells, for there is no prescription. You may laugh, weep, reason, sing, sneer, or pray, according to your genius." In England, he says, " I find this lecturing a key which opens all doors." But he did not tend to overvalue the calling which from " base necessity " he fol lowed so diligently. " Incorrigible spouting Yan. kee," he calls himself ; and again, " I peddle out all the wit I can gather from Time or from Nature, and am pained at heart to see how thankfully that little is received." Lecture- peddling was a hard business and a poorly paid one in the earlier part of the time when Emerson was carrying his precious wares about the country and offering them in competition with the cheap est itinerants, with shilling concerts and negro- minstrel entertainments. But one could get a kind of living out of it if he had invitations enough. I remember Emerson s coming to my 78 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. house to know if I could fill his place at a certain Lyceum so that he might accept a very advantageous invitation in another direction. I told him that I was unfortunately engaged for the evening mentioned. He smiled serenely, say ing that then he supposed he must give up the new stove for that season. No man would accuse Emerson of parsimony of ideas. He crams his pages with the very marrow of his thought. But in weighing out a lecture he was as punctilious as Portia about the pound of flesh. His utterance was deliberate and spaced with not infrequent slight delays. Exactly at the end of the hour the lecture stopped. Suddenly, abruptly, but quietly, with out peroration of any sort, always with " a gentle shock of mild surprise " to the unprepared lis tener. He had weighed out the full measure to his audience with perfect fairness. rd\avra yvv^i a Ka ^ etpwv, a , Iva. iraialv cUucea (j.i<r6bv or, in Bryant s version, " as the scales Are held by some just woman, who maintains .By spinning wool her household, carefully She poises both the wool and weights, to make The balance even, that she may provide A pittance for her babes." AS A LECTURER. 379 As to the charm of his lectures all are agreed. It is needless to handle this subject, for Mr. Lowell has written upon it. Of their effect on his younger listeners he says," " To some of us that long past experience remains the most mar vellous and fruitful we have ever had. Emer son awakened us, saved us from the body of this death. It is the sound of the trumpet that the young soul longs for, careless of what breath may fill it. Sidney heard it in the ballad of Chevy Chase, and we in Emerson. Nor did it blow retreat, but called us with assurance of victory." There was, besides these stirring notes, a sweet seriousness in Emerson s voice that was infinitely soothing. So might "Peace, be still," have sounded from the lips that silenced the storm. I remember that in the dreadful war-time, on one of the days of anguish and terror, I fell in with Governor Andrew, on his way to a lecture of Emerson s, where he was going, he said, to relieve the strain upon his mind. An hour passed in listening to that flow of thought, calm and clear as the diamond drops that distil from a mountain rock, was a true nepenthe for a care worn soul. An author whose writings are like mosaics must have borrowed from many quarries. Em- 380 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. erson had read more or less thoroughly through a very wide range of authors. I shall presently show how extensive was his reading. No doubt he had studied certain authors diligently, a few, it would seem, thoroughly. But let no one be frightened away from his pages by the terrible names of Plotinus and Proclus and Porphyry, of Behmen or Spinoza, or of those modern Ger man philosophers with whom it is not pretended that he had any intimate acquaintance. Mr. George Ripley, a man of erudition, a keen critic, a lover and admirer of Emerson, speaks very plainly of his limitations as a scholar. " As he confesses in the Essay on Books, his learning is second hand ; but everything sticks which his mind can appropriate. He de fends the use of translations, and I doubt whether he has ever read ten pages of his great authori ties, Plato, Plutarch, Montaigne, or Goethe, in the original. He is certainly no friend of pro found study any more than of philosophical speculation. Give him a few brilliant and sug gestive glimpses, and he is content." One correction I must make to this statement. Emerson says he has " contrived to read " al most every volume of Goethe, and that he has fifty-five of them, but that he has read nothing else in German, and has not looked into him for a long time. This was in 1840, in a letter to HIS USE OF AUTHORITIES. 381 Carlyle. It was up-hill work, it may be sus pected, but he could not well be ignorant of his friend s great idol, and his references to Goethe are very frequent. Emerson s quotations are like the miraculous draught of fishes. I hardly know his rivals except Burton and Cotton Mather. But no one would accuse him of pedantry. Burton quotes to amuse himself and his reader ; Mather quotes to show his learning, of which he had a vast conceit ; Emerson quotes to illustrate some orig inal thought of his own, or because another wri ter s way of thinking falls in with his own, never with a trivial purpose. Keading as he did, he must have unconsciously appropriated a great number of thoughts from others. But he was profuse in his references to those from whom he borrowed, more profuse than many of his readers would believe without taking the pains to count his authorities. This I thought it worth while to have done, once for all, and I will briefly present the results of the examina tion. The named references, chiefly to authors, as given in the table before me, are three thou sand three hundred and ninety-three, relating to eight hundred and sixty-eight different individ uals. Of these, four hundred and eleven are mentioned more than once ; one hundred and fifty-five, five times or more ; sixty-nine, ten 382 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. times or more ; thirty-eight, fifteen times or more ; and twenty-seven, twenty times or more. These twenty-seven names alone, the list of which is here given, furnish no less than one thousand and sixty-five references. A, rt, ?*/<, Number of times Authorities. men tioned. Shakespeare. . . . 112 Napoleon 84 Plato 81 Plutarch 70 Goethe 62 Swift 49 Bacon ...... 47 Milton 46 Newton 43 Homer ..... 42 Socrates 42 Swedenborg .... 40 Montaigne .... 30 Saadi 30 Luther , 30 Authorities. Number of times mentioned. Webster 27 Aristotle 25 Hafiz 25 Wordsworth ... 25 Burke 24 Saint Paul .... 24 Dante 22 Shattuck (Hist, of Con cord) 21 Chaucer 20 Coleridge .... 20 Michael Angelo . . 20 The name of Jesus occurs fifty - four times. It is interesting to observe that Montaigne, Franklin, and Emerson all show the same fond ness for Plutarch. Montaigne says, " I never settled myself to the reading of any book of solid learning but PJutarch and Seneca." ^Franklin says, speaking of the books in his father s library, " There was among them Plu tarch s Lives, which I read abundantly, and I still think that time spent to great advantage." Emerson says, "I must think we are mors HIS USE OF AUTHORITIES. 383 deeply indebted to him than to all the ancient writers." Studies of life and character were the delight of all these four moralis^^ As a judge of char acter, Dr. Hedge, who knew Emerson well, has spoken to me of his extraordinary gift, and no reader of " English Traits " can have failed to mark the formidable penetration of the intellect which looked through those calm cerulean eyes. Noscitur a sociis is applicable to the books a man most affects as well as to the companions he chooses. It is with the kings of thought that Emerson most associates. As to borrowing from his royal acquaintances his ideas are very simple and expressed without reserve. "All minds quote. Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands. By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote." What Emerson says of Plutarch applies very nearly to himself. " In his immense quotation and allusion we quickly cease to discriminate between what he quotes and what he invents. We sail on his memory into the ports of every nation, enter into every private property, and do not stop to discriminate owners, but give him the praise of all." 384 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Mr. Euskin and Lord Tennyson have thought it worth their while to defend themselves from the charge of plagiarism. Emerson would never have taken the troubl# v to do such a thing. His mind was overflowing with thought as a river in the season of flood, and was full of floating frag ments from an endless variety of sources. He drew ashore whatever he wanted that would serve his purpose. He makes no secret of his mode of writing. " I dot evermore in my endless jour nal, a line on every knowable in nature ; but the arrangement loiters long, and I get a brick-kiln instead of a house." His journal is " full of dis jointed dreams and audacities." Writing by the aid of this, it is natural enough that he should speak of his " lapidary style " and say " I build my house of boulders." " It is to be remembered," says Mr. Ruskin, " that all men who have sense and feeling are continually helped : they are taught by every person they meet, and enriched by everything that falls in their way. The greatest is he who has been of tenest aided ; and if the attainments of all human minds could be traced to their real sources, it would be found that the world had been laid most under contribution by the men of most original powers, and that every day of their existence deepened their debt to their race, while it enlarged their gifts to it." HIS USE OF AUTHORITIES. 385 The reader may like to see a few coincidences between Emerson s words and thoughts and those of others. Some sayings seem to be a kind of family property. "Scorn trifles" comes from Aunt Mary Moody Emerson, and reappears in her nephew, Kalph Waldo. " What right have you, Sir, to your virtue ? Is virtue piecemeal ? This is a jewel among the rags of a beggar." So writes Ralph Waldo Emerson in his Lec ture "New England Reformers." "Hiding the badges of royalty beneath the gown of the men dicant, and ever on the watch lest their rank be betrayed by the sparkle of a gem from under their rags." Thus wrote Charles Chauncy Em erson in the " Harvard Register " nearly twenty years before. " The hero is not fed on sweets, Daily his own heart he eats." The image comes from Pythagoras via Plutarch. Now and then, but not with any questionable frequency, we find a sentence which recalls Car- iyle. " The national temper, in the civil history, is not flashy or whiffling. The slow, deep English mass smoulders with fire, which at last sets all its borders in flame. The wrath of London is not French wrath, but has a long memory, and in hottest heat a register and rule." RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Compare this passage from " English Traits " with the following one from Carlyle s " French Revolution " : " So long this Gallic fire, through its succes sive changes of color and character, will blaze over the face of Europe, and afflict and scorch all men : till it provoke all men, till it kindle another kind of fire, the Teutonic kind, namely ; and be swallowed up, so to speak, in a day ! For there is a fire comparable to the burning of dry jungle and grass ; most sudden, high-blaz ing : and another fire which we liken to the burning of coal, or even of anthracite coal, but which no known thing will put out." " what are heroes, prophets, men But pipes through which the breath of man doth blow A momentary music." The reader will find a similar image in one of Burns s letters, again in one of Coleridge s poet ical fragments, and long before any of them, in a letter of Leibnitz. " He builded better than he knew " is the most frequently quoted line of Emerson. The thought is constantly recurring in our liter ature. It helps out the minister s sermon ; and a Fourth of July Oration which does not borrow it is like the " Address without a Phoenix " among EIS USE OF AUTHORITIES. 387 the Drury Lane mock poems. Can we find any trace of this idea elsewhere ? In a little poem of Coleridge s, "William Tell," are these two lines : " On wave and wind the boy would toss, Was great, nor knew how great he was." The thought is fully worked out in the cele brated Essay of Carlyle called " Characteris tics." It reappears in Emerson s poem " Fate." " Unknown to Cromwell as to me Was Cromwell s measure or degree ; Unknown to him as to his horse, If he than his groom be better or worse." It is unnecessary to illustrate this point any further in this connection. In dealing with his poetry other resemblances will suggest them selves. All the best poetry the world has known is full of such resemblances. If we find Emerson s wonderful picture, " Initial Love," prefigured in the " Symposium " of Plato, we have only to look in the " Phgedrus " and shall find an earlier sketch of Shakespeare s famous group, - "The lunatic, the lover, and the poet." Sometimes these resemblances are nothing more than accidental coincidences ; sometimes the sim ilar passages are unconsciously borrowed from another ; sometimes they are paraphrases, varia- 388 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. tions, embellished copies, Editions de luxe of sayings that all the world knows are old, but which it seems to the writer worth his while to say over again. The more improved versions of the world s great thoughts we have, the better, and we look to the great minds for them. The larger the river the more streams flow into it. The wide flood of Emerson s discourse has a hundred rivers and thousands of streamlets for its tributaries. It was not from books only that he gathered food for thought and for his lectures and essays. He was always on the lookout in conversation for things to be remembered. He picked up facts one would not have expected him to care for. He once corrected me in giving Flora Temple s time at Kalamazoo. I made a mistake of a quarter of a second, and he set me right. He was not always so exact in his memory, as I have already shown in several instances. An other example is where he speaks of Quintus Curtius,the historian,when he is thinking of Met- tus Curtius, the self-sacrificing equestrian. Lit tle inaccuracies of this kind did not concern him much ; he was a wholesale dealer in illus trations, and could not trouble himself about a trifling defect in this or that particular article. Emerson was a man who influenced others more than others influenced him. Outside of INFLUENCE OF OTHERS UPON HIM. 389 his family connections, the personalities which can be most easily traced in his own are those of Carlyle, Mr. Alcott, and Thoreau. Carlyle s harsh virility could not be without its effect on his valid, but sensitive nature. Alcott s psycho logical and physiological speculations interested him as an idealist. Thoreau lent him a new set of organs of sense of wonderful delicacy. Em erson looked at nature as a poet, and his natural history, if left to himself, would have been as vague as that of Polonius. But Thoreau had a pair of eyes which, like those of the Indian deity, could see the smallest emmet on the black est stone in the darkest night, or come nearer to seeing it than those of most mortals. Emer son s long intimacy with him taught him to give an outline to many natural objects which would have been poetic nebulae to him but for this com panionship. A nicer analysis would detect many alien elements mixed with his individuality, but the family traits predominated over all the ex ternal influences, and the personality stood out distinct from the common family qualities. Mr. Whipple has well said: "Some traits of his mind and character may be traced back to his ancestors, but what doctrine of heredity can give us the genesis of his genius ? Indeed the safest course to pursue is to quote his own words, and despairingly confess that it is the nature of gen. 390 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. itis to Spring, like the rainbow daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past and refuse all history. " Emerson s place as a thinker is somewhat dif ficult to fix. He cannot properly be called a psychologist. He made notes and even deliv* ered lectures on the natural history of the in* tellect; but they seem to have been made up, according to his own statement, of hints and fragments rather than of the results of system atic study. He was a man of intuition, of in sight, a seer, a poet, with a tendency to mysti cism. This tendency renders him sometimes obscure, and once in a while almost, if not quite, unintelligible. We can, for this reason, under stand why the great lawyer turned him over to his daughters, and Dr. Walter Channing com plained that his lecture made his head ache. But it is not always a writer s fault that he is not understood. Many persons have poor heads for abstractions; and as for mystics, if they understand themselves it is quite as much as can be expected. But that which is mysticism to a dull listener may be the highest and most inspir ing imaginative clairvoyance to a brighter one. It is to be hoped that no reader will take offence at the following anecdote, which may be found under the title " Diogenes," in the work of his EIS PLACE AS A THINKER. 391 namesake, Diogenes Laertius. I translate from the Latin version. " Plato was talking about ideas, and spoke of mensality and cyatldty [tableity, and gobletity ]. I can see a table and a goblet, said the cynic, but I can see no such things as tableity and gobletity. Quite so, answered Plato, because you have the eyes to see a goblet and a table with, but you have not the brains to understand tableity and gobletity. This anecdote may be profitably borne in mind in following Emerson into the spheres of intuition and mystical contemplation. Emerson was an idealist in the Platonic sense of the word, a spiritualist as opposed to a mate rialist. He believes, he says, "as the wise Spenser teaches," that the soul makes its own body. This, of course, involves the doctrine of preexistence ; a doctrine older than Spenser, older than Plato or Pythagoras, having its cra dle in India, fighting its way down through Greek philosophers and Christian fathers and German professors, to our own time, when it has found Pierre Leroux, Edward Beecher, and Brigham Young among its numerous advocates. Each has his fancies on the subject. The geog raphy of an undiscovered country and the sound ings of an ocean that has never been sailed over 5iay belong to romance and poetry, but they do not belong to the realm of knowledge. 392 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. That the organ of the mind brings with it in herited aptitudes is a simple matter of observa tion. That it inherits truths is a different prop osition. The eye does not bring landscapes into the world on its retina, why should the brain bring thoughts? Poetry settles such questions very simply by saying it is so. The poet in Emerson never accurately differ entiated itself from the philosopher. He speaks of Wordsworth s Ode on the Intimations of Im mortality as the high-water mark of the poetry of this century. It sometimes seems as if he had accepted the lofty rhapsodies of this noble Ode as working truths. " Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home." In accordance with this statement of a divine inheritance from a preexisting state, the poet addresses the infant : Mighty prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find." These are beautiful fancies, but the philoso pher will naturally ask the poet what are the truths which the child has lost between its cradle and the age of eight years, at which Words* worth finds the little girl of whom he speaks in the lines, HIS PLACE AS A THINKER. 393 " A simple child That lightly draws its breath And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? " What should it, sure enough, or of any other of those great truths which Time with its lessons, and the hardening of the pulpy brain can alone render appreciable to the consciousness? Un doubtedly every brain has its own set of moulds ready to shape all material of thought into its own individual set of patterns. If the mind comes into consciousness with a good set of moulds derived by " traduction," as Dryden called it, from a good ancestry, it may be all very well to give the counsel to the youth to plant himself on his instincts. But the in dividual to whom this counsel is given prob ably has dangerous as well as wholesome in stincts. He has also a great deal besides the instincts to be considered. His instincts are mixed up with innumerable acquired prejudices, erroneous conclusions, deceptive experiences, par tial truths, one-sided tendencies. The clearest insight will often find it hard to decide what is the real instinct, and whether the instinct itself is, in theological language, from God or the devil. That which was a safe guide for Emerson might not work well with Lacenaire or Jesse Pomeroy. The cloud of glory which the babe brings with 394 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. it into the world is a good set of instincts, which dispose it to accept moral and intellectual truths, not the truths themselves. And too many children come into life trailing after them clouds which are anything but clouds of glory. It may well be imagined that when Emerson proclaimed the new doctrine, new to his young disciples, of planting themselves on their in stincts, consulting their own spiritual light for guidance, trusting to intuition, without ref erence to any other authority^ he opened the door to extravagances in any unbalanced minds, if such there were, which listened to his teach ings. Too much was expected out of the mouths of babes and sucklings. The children shut up by Psammetichus got as far as one word in their evolution of an original language, but bekkos was a very small contribution towards a com plete vocabulary. " The Dial " was well charged with intuitions, but there was too much vague ness, incoherence, aspiration without energy, ef fort without inspiration, to satisfy those who were looking for a new revelation. The gospel of intuition proved to be practi cally nothing more or less than this : a new manifesto of intellectual and spiritual indepen dence. It was no great discovery that we see many things as truths which we cannot prove. But it was a great impulse to thought, a great EFFECTS OF HIS TEACHINGS. 395 advance in the attitude of our thinking commu nity, when the profoundly devout religious free thinker took the ground of the undevout and irreligious free-thinker, and calmly asserted and peaceably established the right and the duty of the individual to weigh the universe, its laws and its legends, in his own balance, without fear of authority, or names, or institutions. All this brought its dangers with it, like other movements of emancipation. For the Fay ce que voudras of the revellers of Medmenham Abbey, was substituted the new motto, Pense ce que voudras. There was an intoxication in this newly proclaimed evangel which took hold of some susceptible natures and betrayed itself in prose and rhyme, occasionally of the Bedlam sort. Emerson s disciples were never accused of falling into the more perilous snares of anti- nomianism, but he himself distinctly recognizes the danger of it, and the counterbalancing effect of household life, with its curtain lectures and other benign influences. Extravagances of opin ion cure themselves. Time wore off the effects of the harmless debauch, and restored the giddy revellers to the regimen of sober thought, as re formed spiritual inebriates. Such were some of the incidental effects of the Emersonian declaration of independence. 396 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. It was followed by a revolutionary war of opin ion not yet ended or at present like to be. A local outbreak, if you will, but so was throwing the tea overboard. A provincial affair, if the Bohemian press likes that term better, but so was the skirmish where ti?e gun was fired the echo of which is heard in every battle for free dom all over the world. Too much has been made of Emerson s mys ticism. He was an intellectual rather than an emotional mystic, and withal a cautious one. He never let go the string of his balloon. He never threw over all his ballast of common sense so as to rise above an atmosphere in which a rational being could breathe. I found in his library William Law s edition of Jacob Behmen. There were all those wonderful diagrams over which the reader may have grown dizzy, just such as one finds on the walls of lunatic asy lums, evidences to all sane minds of cerebral strabismus in the contrivers of them. Emerson liked to lose himself for a little while in the vagaries of this class of minds, the dangerous proximity of which to insanity he knew and has spoken of. He played with the incommunicable, the inconceivable, the absolute, the antinomies, as he would have played with a bundle of jack* straws. " Brahma," the poem which so mysti HIS MYSTICISM. 397 fied the readers of the " Atlantic Monthly," was one of his spiritual divertisements. To the aver age Western mind it is the nearest approach to a Torricellian vacuum of intelligibility that lan guage can pump out of itself. If "Rejected Addresses " had not been written half a century before Emerson s poem, one would think these lines were certainly meant to ridicule and par ody it. "The song of Braham is an Irish howl; Thinking is but an idle waste of thought, And nought is everything and everything is nought." Braham, Hazlitt might have said, is so obviously the anagram of Brahma that dulness itself could not mistake the object intended. Of course no one can hold Emerson respon sible for the " Yoga " doctrine of Brahmanism, which he has amused himself with putting in verse. The oriental side of Emerson s nature delighted itself in these narcotic dreams, born in the land of the poppy and of hashish. They lend a peculiar charm to his poems, but it is not worth while to try to construct a philosophy out of them. The knowledge, if knowledge it be, of the mystic is not transmissible. It is not cumulative ; it begins and ends with the solitary dreamer, and the next who follows him has to build his own cloud-castle as if it were the first aerial edifice that a human soul had ever con structed. 398 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Some passages of "Nature," "The Over-Soul," "The Sphinx," "Uriel," iUustrate sufficiently this mood of spiritual exaltation. Emerson s calm temperament never allowed it to reach the condition he sometimes refers to, that of ecstasy. The passage in " Nature " where he says " I become a transparent eyeball " is about as near it as he ever came. This was almost too much for some of his admirers and worshippers. One of his most ardent and faithful followers, whose gifts as an artist are well known, mounted the eyeball on legs, and with its cornea in front for a countenance and its optic nerve project ing behind as a queue, the spiritual cyclops was shown setting forth on his travels. Emerson s reflections in the " transcendental " mood do beyond question sometimes irresistibly suggest the close neighborhood of the sublime to the ridiculous. But very near that precipitous border line there is a charmed region where, if the statelier growths of philosophy die out and disappear, the flowers of poetry next the very edge of the chasm have a peculiar and mysteri ous beauty. "Uriel" is a poem which finds itself perilously near to the gulf of unsounded obscurity, and has, I doubt not, provoked the mirth of profane readers; but read in a lucid moment, it is just obscure enough and just sig nificant enough to give the voltaic thrill which ms MYSTICISM. 399 comes from the sudden contacts of the highest imaginative conceptions. Human personality presented itself to Emer son as a passing phase of universal being. Born of the Infinite, to the Infinite it was to return. Sometimes he treats his own personality as inter changeable with objects in nature, he would put it off like a garment and clothe himself in the landscape. Here is a curious extract from " The Adirondacs," in which the reader need not stop to notice the parallelism with Byron s " The sky is changed, and such a change ! O night And storm and darkness, ye are wondrous strong." Now Emerson : " And presently the sky is changed ; O world ! What pictures and what harmonies are thine ! The clouds are rich and dark, the air serene, So like the soul of me, what if t were me ? " We find this idea of confused personal identity also in a brief poem printed among the " Trans lations" in the second part of Emerson s Poems. These are the last two lines of "The Flute, from Hilali": Saying, Sweetheart ! the old mystery remains, If I am I ; thou, thou, or thou art I ? " The same transfer of personality is hinted in the line of Shelley s " Ode to the West Wind " : " Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! " 400 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Once more, how fearfully near the abyss of the ridiculous ! A few drops of alcohol bring about a confusion of mind not unlike this poetical metempsychosis. The laird of Balnamoon had been at a dinner where they gave him cherry-brandy instead of port wine. In driving home over a wild tract of land called Munrimmon Moor his hat and wig blew off, and his servant got out of the gig and brought them to him. The hat he recog nized, but not the wig. " It s no my wig, Hairy [Harry], lad; it s no my wig," and he would not touch it. At last Harry lost his patience : " Ye d better tak it, sir, for there s nae waile [choice] o wigs on Munrimmon Moor." And in our earlier days we used to read of the be wildered market-woman, whose Ego was so ob scured when she awoke from her slumbers that she had to leave the question of her personal identity to the instinct of her four-footed com panion : " If it be I, he 11 wag his little tail ; And if it be not I, he 11 loudly bark and wail." I have not lost my reverence for Emerson in showing one of his fancies for a moment in the distorting mirror of the ridiculous. He would doubtless have smiled with me at the reflection, for he had a keen sense of humor. But I take the opportunity to disclaim a jesting remark BIS ATTITUDE RESPECTING SCIENCE. 401 about " a foresmell of the Infinite " which Mr. Con way has attributed to me, who am innocent of all connection with it. The mystic appeals to those only who have an ear for the celestial concords, as the musician only appeals to those who have the special en dowment which enables them to understand his compositions. It is not for organizations un tuned to earthly music to criticise the great composers, or for those who are deaf to spiritual harmonies to criticise the higher natures which lose themselves in the strains of divine contem plation. The bewildered reader must not forget that passage of arms, previously mentioned, be tween Plato and Diogenes. Emerson looked rather askance at Science in his early days. I remember that his brother Charles had something to say in the " Harvard Register " (1828) about its disenchantments. I suspect the prejudice may have come partly from Wordsworth. Compare this verse of his with the lines of Emerson s which follow it. " Physician art thou, one all eyes ; Philosopher, a fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother s grave ? " Emerson s lines are to be found near the end of the Appendix in the new edition of his works. 402 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. " Philosophers are lined with eyes within, And, being so, the sage unmakes the man. In love he cannot therefore cease his trade ; Scarce the first blush has overspread his cheek, He feels it, introverts his learned eye To catch the unconscious heart in the very act. His mother died, the only friend he had, Some tears escaped, but his philosophy Couched like a cat, sat watching close behind And throttled all his passion. Is t not like That devil-spider that devours her mate Scarce freed from her embraces ? " The same feeling comes out in the Poem "Blight," where he says the "young scholars who invade our hills " " Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names ; " and in " The Walk," where the " learned men " with their glasses are contrasted with the sons of Nature, the poets are no doubt meant, much to the disadvantage of the microscopic observers. Emerson s mind was very far from being of the scientific pattern. Science is quan titative, loves the foot-rule and the balance, methodical, exhaustive, indifferent to the beau tiful as such. The poet is curious, asks all man ner of questions, and never thinks of waiting for the answer, still less of torturing Nature to get at it. Emerson wonders, for instance, " Why Nature loves the number five," HIS STYLE. 403 but leaves his note of interrogation without troubling himself any farther. He must have picked up some wood-craft and a little botany from Thoreau, and a few chemical notions from *us brother-in-law, Dr. Jackson, whose name is associated with the discovery of artificial anaes thesia. It seems probable that the genial com panionship of Agassiz, who united with his scien tific genius, learning, and renown, most delightful social qualities, gave him a kinder feeling to men of science and their pursuits than he had enter tained before that great master came among us. At any rate he avails himself of the facts drawn from their specialties without scruple when they will serve his turn. But he loves the poet al ways better than the scientific student of nature. In his Preface to the Poems of Mr. W. E. Chan- ning, he says : " Here is a naturalist who sees the flower and the bud with a poet s curiosity and awe, and does not count the stamens in the aster, nor the feathers in the wood-thrush, but rests in the sur prise and affection they awake." This was Emerson s own instinctive attitude to all the phenomena of nature. Emerson s style is epigrammatic, incisive, au thoritative, sometimes quaint, never obscure, ex cept when he is handling nebulous subjects. 4:04 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. His paragraphs are full of brittle sentences that break apart and are independent units, like the fragments of a coral colony. His imagery is frequently daring, leaping from the concrete to the abstract, from the special to the general and universal, and vice versa, with a bound that is like a flight. Here are a few specimens of his pleasing audacities : " There is plenty of wild azote and carbon un appropriated, but it is naught till we have made it up into loaves and soup." " He arrives at the sea-shore and a sumptuous ship has floored and carpeted for him the stormy Atlantic." " If we weave a yard of tape in all humility and as well as we can, long hereafter we shall see it was no cotton tape at all but some galaxy which we braided, and that the threads were Time and Nature." "Tapping the tempest for a little side wind." "The locomotive and the steamboat, like enormous shuttles, shoot every day across the thousand various threads of national descent and employment and bind them fast in one web." He is fond of certain archaisms and unusual phrases. He likes the expression " mother-wit," which he finds in Spenser, Marlowe, Shake* HIS STYLE. 405 speare, and other old writers. He often uses the word " husband " in its earlier sense of econ omist. His use of the word " haughty " is so fitting, and it sounds so nobly from his lips, that we could wish its employment were forbidden henceforth to voices which vulgarize it. But his special, constitutional, word is "fine," meaning something like dainty, as Shakespeare uses it, " my dainty Ariel," " fine Ariel. " It belongs to his habit of mind and body as " faint " and 44 swoon " belong to Keats. This word is one of the ear-marks by which Emerson s imitators are easily recognized. " Melioration " is another fa vorite word of Emerson s. A clairvoyant could spell out some of his most characteristic traits by the aid of his use of these three words ; his inborn fastidiousness, subdued and kept out of sight by his large charity and his good breed ing, showed itself in his liking for the word 44 haughty ; " his exquisite delicacy by his fond ness for the word " fine," with a certain shade of meaning ; his optimism in the frequent recur rence of the word 44 melioration." We must not find fault with his semi-detached sentences until we quarrel with Solomon and criticise the Sermon on the Mount. The 44 point and surprise " which he speaks of as character izing the style of Plutarch belong eminently to bis own. His fertility of illustrative imagery is 406 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. very great. His images are noble, or, if bor rowed from humble objects, ennobled by hig handling. He throws his royal robe over a milking - stool and it becomes a throne. But chiefly he chooses objects of comparison grand in themselves. He deals with the elements at first hand. Such delicacy of treatment, with .such breadth and force of effect, is hard to match anywhere, and we know him by his style at sight. It is as when the slight fingers of a girl touch the keys of some mighty and many- voiced organ, and send its thunders rolling along the aisles and startling the stained windows of a great cathedral. We have seen him as an un pretending lecturer. We follow him round as he " peddles out all the wit he can gather from Time or from Nature," and we find that " he has changed his market cart into a chariot of the sun," and is carrying about the morning light as merchandise. Emerson was as loyal an American, as thor ough a New Englander, as home-loving a citizen, as ever lived. He arraigned his countrymen sharply for their faults. Mr. Arnold made one string of his epithets familiar to all of us, " This great, intelligent, sensual, and avaricious America." This was from a private letter to Carlyle. In his Essay, " Works and Days," he AS AN AMERICAN. 407 is quite as outspoken : " This mendicant America, this curious, peering, itinerant, imitative Amer ica." " I see plainly," he says, " that our society is as bigoted to the respectabilities^ of religion and education as yours." " The war," he says, " gave back integrity to this erring and immoral nation." All his life long he recognized the faults and errors of the new civilization. All his life long he labored diligently and lovingly to correct them. To the dark prophecies of Carlyle, which came wailing to him across the ocean, he answered with ever hopeful and cheerful anticipations. "Here," he said, in words I have already borrowed, "is the home of man here is the promise of a new and more excellent social state than history has re corded." Such a man as Emerson belongs to no one town or province or continent ; he is the common property of mankind ; and yet we love to think of him as breathing the same air and treading the same soil that we and our fathers and our children have breathed and trodden. So it pleases us to think how fondly he remembered his birthplace ; and by the side of Franklin s bequest to his native city we treasure that golden verse of Emerson s : " A blessing through the ages thus Shield all thy -roofs and towers, 108 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. GOD WITH THE FATHERS, so WITH us, Thou darling town of ours ! " Emerson sympathized with all generous public movements, but he was not fond of working in associations, though he liked well enough to at tend their meetings as a listener and looker-on. His study was his workshop, and he preferred to labor in solitude. When he became famous he paid the penalty of celebrity in frequent inter ruptions by those " devastators of the day " who sought him in his quiet retreat. His courtesy and kindness to his visitors were uniform and re markable. Poets who come to recite their verses and reformers who come to explain their projects are among the most formidable of earthly visi tations. Emerson accepted his martyrdom with meek submission ; it was a martyrdom in detail, but collectively its petty tortures might have satisfied a reasonable inquisitor as the punish ment of a moderate heresy. Except in that one phrase above quoted he never complained of his social oppressors, so far as I remember, in his writings. His perfect amiability was one of his most striking characteristics, and in a na ture fastidious as was his in its whole organiza tion, it implied a self-command worthy of ad miration. The natural purity and elevation of Emer EMERSON AND BURNS. 409 Bon s character show themselves in all that he writes. His life corresponded to the ideal we form of him from his writings. This it was which made him invulnerable amidst all the fierce conflicts his gentle words excited. His white shield was so spotless that the least scru pulous combatants did not like to leave their de facing marks upon it. One would think he was protected by some superstition like that which Voltaire refers to as existing about Boileau, " Ne disons pas mal de Nicolas, cela porte malheur." (Don t let us abuse Nicolas, it brings ill luck.) The cooped-up dogmatists whose very citadel of belief he was attacking, and who had their hot water and boiling pitch and flaming brim stone ready for the assailants of their outer de* fences, withheld their missiles from him, and even sometimes, in a movement of involuntary human sympathy, sprinkled him with rose-water. His position in our Puritan New England was in some respects like that of Burns in Presbyterian Scotland. The dour Scotch ministers and elders could not cage their minstrel, and they could not clip his wings ; and so they let this morning lark rise above their theological mists, and sing to them at heaven s gate, until he had softened all their hearts and might nestle in their bosoms and find his perch on " the big ha bible," if he 10 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. would, and as he did. So did the music of Emerson s words and life steal into the hearts of our stern New England theologians, and soften them to a temper which would have seemed trea sonable weakness to their stiff-kneed forefathers. When a man lives a life commended by all the Christian virtues, enlightened persons are not so apt to cavil at his particular beliefs or unbeliefs as in former generations. We do, however, wish to know what are the convictions of any such persons in matters of highest interest about which there is so much honest difference of opinion in this age of deep and anxious and de vout religious scepticism. It was a very wise and a very prudent course which was taken by Simonides, when he was asked by his imperial master to give him his ideas about the Deity. He begged for a day to consider the question, but when the time came for his answer he wanted two days more, and at the end of these, four days. In short, the more he thought about it, the more he found himself perplexed. The name most frequently applied to Emer son s form of belief is Pantheism. How many persons who shudder at the sound of this word can tell the difference between that doctrine and their own professed belief in the omnipresence of the Deity? HIS RELIGIOUS BELIEF. 411 Theodore Parker explained Emerson s posi tion, as he understood it, in an article in the " Massachusetts Quarterly Beview." I borrow this quotation from Mr. Cooke : " He has an absolute confidence in God. He has been foolishly accused of Pantheism, which sinks God in nature, but no man is further from it. He never sinks God in man ; he does not stop with the law, in matter or morals, but goes to the Law-giver ; yet probably it would not be so easy for him to give his definition of God, as it would be for most graduates at Andover or Cambridge." We read in his Essay, " Self-Reliance " : " This is the ultimate fact which we so quickly reach on this, as on every topic, the resolution of all into the ever-blessed ONE. Self-existence is the at tribute of the Supreme Cause, and it constitutes the measure of good by the degree in which it enters into all lower forms." The " ever-blessed ONE " of Emerson corre sponds to the Father in the doctrine of the Trinity. The " Over-Soul " of Emerson is that aspect of Deity which is known to theology as the Holy Spirit. Jesus was for him a divine manifestation, but only as other great human souls have been in all ages and are to-day. He was willing to be called a Christian just as he was willing to be called a Platonist. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Explanations are apt not to explain much in dealing with subjects like this. "Canst thou by searching find out God ? Canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection? " But on certain great points nothing could be clearer than the teaching of Emerson. He believed in the doc trine of spiritual influx as sincerely as any Cal- vinist or Swedenborgian. His views as to fate, or the determining conditions of the character, brought him near enough to the doctrine of predestination to make him afraid of its con sequences, and led him to enter a caveat against any denial of the self-governing power of the will. His creed was a brief one, but he carried it everywhere with him. In all he did, in all he said, and so far as all outward signs could show, in all his thoughts, the indwelling Spirit was his light and guide ; through all nature he looked up to nature s God ; and if he did not worship the " man Christ Jesus " as the churches of Christendom have done, he followed his foot steps so nearly that our good Methodist, Father Taylor, spoke of him as more like Christ than any man he had known. Emerson was in friendly relations with many clergymen of the church from which he had parted. Since he left the pulpit, the lesson, not of tolerance, for that word is an insult as ap HIS RELATIONS WITH CLERGYMEN. 413 plied by one set of well-behaved people to an other, not of charity, for that implies an im pertinent assumption, but of good feeling on the part of divergent sects and their ministers has been taught and learned as never before. Their official Confessions of Faith make far less differ ence in their human sentiments and relations than they did even half a century ago. These ancient creeds are handed along down, to be kept in their phials with their stoppers fast, as attar of rose is kept in its little bottles ; they are not to be opened and exposed to the atmos phere so long as their perfume, the odor of sanctity, is diffused from the carefully treas ured receptacles, perhaps even longer than that. Out of the endless opinions as to the signifi cance and final outcome of Emerson s religious teachings I will select two as typical. Dr. William Hague, long the honored min ister of a Baptist church in Boston, where I had the pleasure of friendly acquaintance with him, has written a thoughtful, amiable paper on Em erson, which he read before the New York Gene alogical and Biographical Society. This Essay closes with the following sentence : " Thus, to-day, while musing, as at the begin- fcing, over the works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, We recognize now as ever his imperial genius as 414 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. one of the greatest of writers ; at the same time, his life work, as a whole, tested by its supreme ideal, its method and its fruitage, shows also a great waste of power, verifying the saying of Jesus touching the harvest of human life : 4 HE THAT GATHERETH NOT WITH ME SCATTERETH ABROAD. " But when Dean Stanley returned from America, it was to report," says Mr. Conway " MacmiUan, June, 1879), that religion had there passed through an evolution from Edwards to Emerson, and that the genial atmosphere which Emerson has done so much to promote is shared by all the churches equally. " What is this "genial atmosphere" but the very spirit of Christianity? The good Baptist minister s Essay is full of it. He comes asking what has become of Emerson s " wasted power " and lamenting his lack of "fruitage," and lo! he himself has so ripened and mellowed in that same Emersonian air that the tree to which he belongs would hardly know him. The close- communion clergyman handles the arch-heretic as tenderly as if he were the nursing mother of a new infant Messiah. A few generations ago this preacher of a new gospel would have been burned ; a little later he would have been tried and imprisoned ; less than fifty years ago he was called infidel and atheist ; names which are fast HIS RELATIONS WITH CLERGYMEN. 415 becoming relinquished to the intellectual half- breeds who sometimes find their way into pul pits and the so-called religious periodicals. It is not within our best-fenced churches and creeds that the self-governing American is like to find the religious freedom which the Concord prophet asserted with the strength of Luther and the sweetness of Melancthon, and which the sovereign in his shirt-sleeves will surely claim. Milton was only the precursor of Emerson when he wrote : " Neither is God appointed and confined, where and out of what place these his chosen shall be first heard to speak ; for he sees not as man sees, chooses not as man chooses, lest we should devote ourselves again to set places and assemblies, and outward callings of men, planting our faith one while in the old convocation house, and another while in the Chapel at Westminster, when all the faith and religion that shall be there canon ized is not sufficient without plain convincement, and the charity of patient instruction, to supple the least bruise of conscience, to edify the mean est Christian who desires to walk in the spirit and not in the letter of human trust, for all the number of voices that can be there made ; no, though Harry the Seventh himself there, with all his liege tombs about him, should lend their voices from the dead, to swell their number." 416 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. The best evidence of the effect produced by Emerson s writings and life is to be found in the attention he has received from biographers and critics. The ground upon which I have ventured was already occupied by three considerable Memoirs. Mr. George Willis Cooke s elaborate work is remarkable for its careful and thorough analysis of Emerson s teachings. Mr. Moncure Daniel Conway s "Emerson at Home and Abroad " is a lively picture of its subject by one long and well acquainted with him. Mr. Alex ander Ireland s " Biographical Sketch " brings together, from a great variety of sources, as well as from his own recollections, the facts of Em erson s history and the comments of those whose opinions were best worth reproducing. I must refer to this volume for a bibliography of the various works and Essays of which Emerson furnished the subject. From the days when Mr. Whipple attracted the attention of our intelligent, but unawakened reading community, by his discriminating and appreciative criticisms of Emerson s Lectures, and Mr. Lowell drew the portrait of the New England " Plotinus-Montaigne " in his brilliant " Fable for Critics," to the recent essays of Mr. Matthew Arnold, Mr. John Morley, Mr. Henry Norman, and Mr. Edmund Clarence Stedman, Emerson s writings have furnished one of the EMERSON AS JUDGED BY HIS TOWNSMEN. 417 most enduring pieces de resistance at the critical tables of the old and the new world. He early won the admiration of distinguished European thinkers and writers : Carlyle accepted his friendship and his disinterested services ; Miss Martineau fully recognized his genius and sounded his praises ; Miss Bremer fixed her sharp eyes on him and pronounced him " a noble man." Professor Tyndall found the inspiration of his life in Emerson s fresh thought ; and Mr. Arnold, who clipped his medals reverently but unsparingly, confessed them to be of pure gold, even while he questioned whether they would pass current with posterity. He found discern ing critics in France, Germany, and Holland. Better than all is the testimony of those who knew him best. They who repeat the saying that " a prophet is not without honor save in his own country," will find an exception to its truth in the case of Emerson. Head the impressive words spoken at his funeral by his fellow-towns man, Judge Hoar ; read the glowing tributes of three of Concord s poets, Mr. Alcott, Mr. Channing, and Mr. Sanborn, and it will ap pear plainly enough that he, whose fame had gone out into all the earth, was most of all believed in, honored, beloved, lamented, in the little village circle that centred about his own fireside. 418 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. It is a not uninteresting question whether Emerson has bequeathed to the language any essay or poem which will resist the flow of time like " the adamant of Shakespeare," and remain a classic like the Essays of Addison or Gray s Elegy. It is a far more important question whether his thought entered into the spirit of his day and generation, so that it modified the higher intellectual, moral, and religious life of his time, and, as a necessary consequence, those of succeeding ages. Corpora non agunt nisi solute and ideas must be dissolved and taken up as well as material substances before they can act. " That which thou sowest is not quickened except it die," or rather lose the form with which it was sown. Eight stanzas of four lines each have made the author of " The Burial of Sir John Moore " an immortal, and endowed the language with a classic, perfect as the most fin ished cameo. But what is the gift of a mourn ing ring to the bequest of a perpetual annuity ? How many lives have melted into the history of their time, as the gold was lost in Corinthian brass, leaving no separate monumental trace of their influence, but adding weight and color and worth to the age of which they formed a part and the generations that came after them! We can dare to predict of Emerson, in the words of bis old friend and disciple, Mr. Cranch : EMERSON AS JUDGED BY HIS LIFE. 419 " The wise will know thee and the good will love, The age to come will feel thy impress given In all that lifts the race a step above Itself, and stamps it with the seal of heaven." It seems to us, to-day, that Emerson s best liter ary work in prose and verse must live as long as the language lasts ; but whether it live or fade from memory, the influence of his great and noble life and the spoken and written words which were its exponents, blends, indestructible, with the enduring elements of civilization. It is not irreverent, but eminently fitting, to compare any singularly pure and virtuous life with that of the great exemplar in whose foot steps Christendom professes to follow. The time was when the divine authority of his gospel rested chiefly upon the miracles he is reported to have wrought. As the faith in these excep tions to the general laws of the universe dimin ished, the teachings of the Master, of whom it was said that he spoke as never man spoke r ^ were more largely relied upon as evidence of hi? divine mission. Now, when a comparison of these teachings with those of other religious leaders is thought by many to have somewhat lessened the force of this argument, the life of the sinless and self-devoted servant of God and friend of man is appealed to as the last and con- 420 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. vincing proof that he was an immediate mani festation of the Divinity. Judged by his life Emerson comes very near our best ideal of humanity. He was born too late for the trial of the cross or the stake, or even the jail. But the penalty of having an opinion of his own and expressing it was a seri ous one, and he accepted it as cheerfully as any of Queen Mary s martyrs accepted his fiery baptism. His faith was too large and too deep for the formula he found built into the pulpit, and he was too honest to cover up his doubts under the flowing vestments of a sacred calling. His writings, whether in prose or verse, are worthy of admiration, but his manhood was the underlying quality which gave them their true value. It was in virtue of this that his rare genius acted on so many minds as a trumpet call to awaken them to the meaning and the privileges of this earthly existence with all its infinite promise. No matter of what he wrote for spoke, his words, his tones, his looks, carried the evidence of a sincerity which pervaded them all and was to his eloquence and poetry like the water of crystallization ; without which they would effloresce into mere rhetoric. He shaped an ideal for the commonest life, he proposed an object to the humblest seeker after truth. Look for beauty in the world around you, he said, and LIFE JUDGED BY TEE IDEAL STANDARD. 421 you shall see it everywhere. Look within, with pure eyes and simple trust, and you shall find the Deity mirrored in your own soul. Trust yourself because you trust the voice of God in your inmost consciousness. There are living organisms so transparent that we can see their hearts beating and their blood flowing through their glassy tissues. So trans parent was the life of Emerson ; so clearly did the true nature of the man show through it. What he taught others to be, he was himself. His deep and sweet humanity won him love and reverence everywhere among those whose natures were capable of responding to the highest mani festations of character. Here and there a nar row-eyed sectary may have avoided or spoken ill of him ; but if He who knew what was in man had wandered from door to door in New England as of old in Palestine, we can well believe that one of the thresholds which " those blessed feet " would have crossed, to hallow and receive its welcome, would have been that of the lovely and quiet home of Emerson. INDEX. [For many references, not found elsewhere, see under the general headings of Emerson s Books, Essays, Poems. ] ABBOTT, JOSIAH GARDINER, a pupil of Emerson, 49, 50. Academic Races, 2, 3. (See Hered ity.) Action, subordinate, 112. Adams, John, old age, 261. . Adams, Samuel, Harvard debate, 115. Addison, Joseph, classic, 416. Advertiser, The, Emerson s interest in, 348. ^olian Harp, his model, 329, 340. (See Emerson s Poems, Harp. ) ^Eschylus, tragedies, 253. (See Greek.) Agassiz, Louis : Saturday Club, 222 ; companionship, 403. Agriculture : in Anthology, 30 ; at tacked, 190 ; not Emerson s field, 255, 256, 365. Akenside, Mark, allusion, 16. Alchemy, adepts, 260, 261. Alcott, A. Bronson : hearing Emer son, 66 ; speculations, 86 ; an ideal ist, 150 ; The Dial, 159 ; sonnet, 355 ; quoted, 373 ; personality traceable, 389. Alcott, Louisa JVL, funeral bouquet, 351. Alexander the Great : allusion, 184 ; mountain likeness, 322. Alfred the Great, 220, 306. Allston, Washington, unfinished pic ture . 334. (See Pictures . ) Ambition, treated in Anthology, 30. America : room for a poet, 136, 137 ; virtues and defects, 143 ; faith in, 179 ; people compared with Eng : lish, 216 ; things awry, 260 ; aris tocracy, 296 ; in the Civil War, 304 ; Revolution, 305 ; Lincoln, the true history of his tune, 307 ; passion for, 308, 309 ; artificial rhythm, 329 ; its own literary style, 342 ; home of man, 371 ; loyalty to, 406 ; epithets, 406, 407. (See England, New England, etc.) Amici, meeting Emerson, 63. (See Italy. ) Amusements, in New England, 30. Anaemia, artistic, 334. Ancestry: in general, 1-3; Emer son s, 3 et seq. (See Heredity. ) Andover,Mass.: Theological School, 48 ; graduates, 411. Andrew, John Albion : War Gov ernor, 223 ; hearing Emerson, 379. (See South.) Angelo. (See Michael Angela.) Antinomiauism : in The Dial, 162 ; kept from, 177. (See God, Reli gion, etc.) Anti-Slavery: in Emerson s pulpit, 55 ; the reform, 141, 145, 152 ; Emancipation address, 181 ; Bos ton and New York addresses, 210- 212 ; Emancipation Proclamation, 228 ; Fugitive Slave Law, and other matters, 303-307. (See South. ) Antoninus, Marcus, allusion, 16. Architecture, illustrations, 253. Arianism, 51. (See Unitarianism.) Aristotle : influence over Marj Emerson, 17 ; tunes mentioned, 382. Arminianism, 51. (See Methodism^ Religion, etc.) Arnim, Gisela von, 225. Arnold, Matthew : quotation about America, 137 : lecture, 236 ; on Milton, 315; his Thyrsis, 333; criticism, 334 ; string of Emerson * epithets, 406. Aryans, comparison, 312. Asia : a pt name, 176 ; immovabU 200. 424 INDEX. Assabet River, 70, 71. Astronomy : Harp illustration, 108 ; stars against wrong, 252, 253. (See Galileo, Stars, Venus, etc.) Atlantic Monthly: sketch of Dr. Bipley, 14, 15 ; of Mary Moody Emerson, 16 ; established, 221 ; supposititious club, 222 ; on Per sian Poetry, 224 ; on Thoreau, 228 ; Emerson s contributions, 239, 241 ; Brahma, 396. Atmosphere : effect on inspiration, 290 ; spiritual, 413, 414. Augustine, Emerson s study of, 52. Authors, quoted by Emerson, 381- 383. (See Plutarch, etc.) BACON, FRANCIS : allusion, 22, 111 : times quoted, 382. Bancroft, George : literary rank, 33 ; in college, 45. Barbier, Henri Auguste, on Napo leon, 208. Barnwell, Robert W. : in history, 45 ; in college, 47. Beaumont and Fletcher, disputed, line, 128, 129. Beauty : its nature, 74, 94, 95 ; an end, 99, 135, 182 ; study, 301. Beecher, Edward, on preexistence, 391. (See Preexistence.) Behmen, Jacob : mysticism, 201, 202, 396 ; citation, 380. Berkeley, Bishop : characteristics, 189 ; matter, 300. Bible : Mary Emerson s study, 16 ; Mosaic cosmogony, 18 ; the Exo dus, 35 ; the Lord s Supper, 58 ; Psalms, 68, 181, 182, 253 ; lost Par adise, 101 ; Genesis, Sermon on the Mount, 102 ; Seer of Patmos, 102, 103; Apocalypse, 105; Song of Songs, 117 ; Baruch s roll, 117, 118 ; not closed, 122 ; the Sower, 154 ; Noah s Ark, 191 ; Pharisee s trumpets, 255 ; names and imag ery, 268 ; sparing the rod, 297 ; rhythmic mottoes, 314 ; beauty of Israel, 351 ; face of an angel, 352 ; barren fig-tree, 367 ; a classic, 376 ; body of death, " Peace be still ! " 379; draught of fishes, 381; its Bemi - detached sentences, 405 ; Job quoted, 411 ; " the man Christ Jesus," 412; scattering abroad, 414. (See Christ, God, Religion, etc.) Bigelow, Jacob, on rural cemeteries, 31. Biography, every man writes his own, 1. Blackmore, Sir Richard, contro versy, 31. Bliss Family, 9. Bliss, Daniel, patriotism, 72. Blood, transfusion of, 256. Books, use and abuse, 110, 111. (See Emerson s Essays.} Boston, Mass. : First Church, 10, 12, 13; Woman s Club, 16; Harbor, 19 ; nebular spot, 25, 26 ; its pul pit darling, 27 ; Episcopacy, 28 ; Athenaeum, 31 ; magazines, 28-34 ; intellectual character, lights on its three hills, high caste religion, 34 ; Samaria and Jerusalem, 35 ; streets and squares, 37-39 ; Latin School, 39, 40, 43 ; new buildings, 42 ; Mrs. Emerson s boarding- house, the Common as a pasture, 43 ; Unita rian preaching, 51; a New England centre, 52 ; Emerson s settlement, 54 ; Second Church, 55-61 ; lec tures, 87, 88, 191 ; Trhnount Ora cle, 102 ; stirred by the Divinity- School address, 126; school-keep ing, Roxbury, 129 ; aesthetic soci ety, 149 ; Transcendentalists, 155, 156 ; Bay, 172 ; Freeman Place Chapel, 210 : Saturday Club, 221- 223 ; Burns Centennial, 224, 225 ; Parker meeting, 228 ; letters, 263, 274, 275 ; Old South lecture, 294 ; Unitarianism, 298 ; Emancipation Proclamation, 307 ; special train, 350 ; Sons of Liberty, 369 ; birth place, 407 ; Baptists, 413. Boswell, James : allusion, 138 ; one lacking, 223 ; Life of Johnson, 268. Botany, 403. ( See Science. ) Bowen, Francis : literary rank, 34 ; on Nature, 103, 104. Brook Farm, 159, 164-166, 189, 191. (See Transcendentalism, etc.) Brown, Howard N., prayer, 355. Brown, John, sympathy with, 211. (See Anti-Slavery, South.) Brownson, Orestes A., at a party, 149. Bryant, William Cullen : his literary rank, 33 ; redundant syllable, 328 ; his translation of Homer quoted, 378. Buckminster, Joseph Stevens : min ister in Boston, 12, 26, 27, 52; Memoir, 29; destruction of Got dau, 31. Buddhism : like Transcendentalism, 151 ; Buddhist nature, 188 ; saiutg INDEX. 425 298. (See Emerson s Poems, Brahma, India, etc. ) Buffon, on style, 341. Bulkeley Family, 4-7. Bulkeley, Peter: minister of Con cord, 4-7, 71 ; comparison of ser mons, 57 ; patriotism, 72 ; land owner, 327. Bunyan, John, quoted, 169. Burke, Edmund: essay, 73; times mentioned, 382. Burns, Robert : festival, 224, 225 ; rank, 281 ; image referred to, 386 ; religious position, 409. (See Scot land.) Burroughs, John, view of English life, 335. Burton, Robert, quotations, 109, 381. Buttrick, Major, in the Revolution, 71, 72. Byron, Lord : allusion, 16 ; rank, 281 ; disdain, 321 ; uncertain sky, 335 ; parallelism, 399. CABOT, J. ELLIOT : on Emerson s lit erary habits, 27 ; The Dial, 159 ; prefaces, 283, 302 ; Note, 295, 296 ; Prefatory Note, 310, 311 ; the last meetings, 347, 348. Csesar, Julius, 184, 197. California, trip, 263-271, 359. (See Thayer.) Calvin, John : his Commentary, 103 ; used by Cotton, 286. Calvinism : William Emerson s want of sympathy with, 11, 12 ; out grown, 51 ; predestination, 230 ; saints, 298 ; spiritual influx, 412. (See God, Puritanism, Religion, Unitarianism.) Cambridge, Mass. : Emerson teach ing there, 50 ; exclusive circles, 52. (See Harvard University.) Cant, disgust with, 156. Carlyle, Thomas : meeting Emerson, 63 ; recollections of their rela tions, 78-80, 83 ; Sartor Resartus, 81, 82, 91 ; correspondence, 82, 83, 89, 90, 127, 176, 177, 192, 315, 317, 374, 380, 381, 406, 407 : Life of Schiller, 91 ; on Nature, 104, 105 ; Miscellanies, 130 ; the Waterville Address, 136-138 ; influence, 149, 150 ; on Transcendentalism, 156- 158; The Dial, 160-163; Brook Farm, 164 ; friendship, 171 ; Chel sea visit, 194 ; bitter legacy, 196 ; love of power, 197 ; on Napoleon md Goethe, 208 ; grumblings, 260 ; tobacco, 270; Sartor reprinted, 272 ; paper on, 294 ; Emerson s dying friendship, 349 ; physique, 363 ; Gallic fire, 386 ; on Charac teristics, 387 ; personality trace- able, 389. Carper *r, William B., 230. Century, The, essay in, 295. Cerebration, unconscious, 112, 113. Chalmers, Thomas, preaching, 65. Channing, Walter, headache, 175, 390. Channing, William Ellery : allusion, 16 ; directing Emerson s studies, 51 ; preaching, 52 ; Emerson in hia pulpit, 66; influence, 147, 149; kept awake, 157. Channing, William Ellery, the poet : his Wanderer, 263 ; Poems, 403. Channing, William Henry : allu sions, 131, 149 ; in The Dial, 159 ; the Fuller Memoir, 209 ; Ode in scribed to, 211, 212. Charleston, S. C., Emerson s preach ing, 53. (See South. ) Charlestown, Mass., Edward Emer son s residence, 8. Charles V., 197. Charles XII., 197. Chatelet, Parent du, a realist, 326. Chatham, Lord, 255. Chaucer, Geoffrey : borrowings, 205 ; rank, 281 ; honest rhymes, 340 ; times mentioned, 382. Chelmsford, Mass., Emerson teach ing there, 49, 50. Chemistry, 403. (See Science.) Cheshire, its "haughty hill," 323. Choate, Rufus, oratory, 148. Christ : reserved expressions about, 13 ; mediatorship, 59 ; true office, 120-122; worship, 412. (SeeJesrts, Religion, etc.) Christianity : its essentials, 13 ; primitive, 35 ; a mythus, defects, 121 ; the true, 122 ; two benefits, 123 ; authority, 124 ; incarnation of, 176 ; the essence, 306 : Fathers, 391. Christian, Emerson a, 267. Christian Examiner, The : on Wil liam Emerson, 12 ; its literary predecessor, 29 ; on Nature, 103, 104 ; repudiates Divinity School Address, 124. Church : activity in 1820, 147 ; avoid, ance of, 153 ; the true, 244 ; music, 306. (See God, Jesus, Religion, etc.) Cicero, allusion, 111. 426 INDEX. Cid, the, 184. Clarke, James Freeman : letters, 77- 80, 128-131 ; transcendentalism, 149; The Dial, 159; Fuller Me moir, 209 ; Emerson s funeral, 351, 353-355. Clarke, Samuel, allusion, 16. Clarke, Sarah, sketches, 130. Clarkson, Thomas, 220. Clergy : among Emerson s ancestry, 3-8 ; gravestones, 9. (See Cotton, Heredity, etc.) Coleridge, Samuel Taylor : allusion, 16 ; Emerson s account, 63 ; influ ence, 149, 150 ; Carlyle s criti cism, 196 ; Ancient Mariner, 333 ; Christabel, Abyssinian Maid, 334 ; times mentioned, 382 ; an image quoted, 386 ; William Tell, 387. Collins, William : poetry, 321 ; Ode and Dirge, 332. Commodity, essay, 94. Concentration, 288. Concord, Mass. : Bulkeley s minis try, 4-7 ; first association with the Emerson name, 7 ; Joseph s de scendants, 8 ; the Fight, 9 ; Dr. Ripley, 10 ; Social Club, 14 ; Emer son s preaching, 54 ; Goodwin s settlement, 56 ; discord, 57 ; Em erson s residence begun, 69, 70 ; a typical town, 70; settlement, 71 ; a Delphi, 72 ; Emerson home, 83; Second Centennial, 84, 85, 303 ; noted citizens, 86 ; town government, the, monument, 87 ; the Sage, 102; letters, 125-131 , 225; supposition of Caiiyle s life there, 171 ; Emancipation Ad dress, 181 ; leaving, 192 ; John Brown meeting, 211 ; Samuel Hoar, 213 ; wide-awake, 221 ; Lin coln obsequies, 243, 307; an un- der-Concord, 256; fire, 271-279; letters, 275-279 ; return, 279; Min ute Man unveiled, 292 ; Soldiers Monument, 303; land-owners, 327; memorial stone, 333 ; Con way s visits, 343, 344 ; Whitman s, 344, 345 ; Russell s, 345 ; funeral, 350- 356 ; founders, 352 ; Sleepy Hol low, 356 ; a strong attraction, 369 ; neighbors, 373 ; Prophet, 415. Bongdon, Charles, his Reminis cences, 66. Conservatism, fairly treated, 156, 157. (See Reformers, Religion, Transcendentalism, etc.) Conversation : C. C. Emerson s es say, 22, 258 ; inspiration, 290. Conway, Moncure D. : account of Emerson, 55, 56, 66, 194; two visits, 343, 344; anecdote, 346; error, 401 ; on Stanley, 414. Cooke, George Willis : biography of Emerson, 43, 44, 66, 88 ; on Amer ican Scholar, 107, 108 ; on anti- slavery, 212; on Parnassus, 280- 282 ; on pantheism, 411. Cooper, James Fenimore, 33. Corot, pearly mist, 835, 336. (See Pictures, etc.) Cotton, John : service to scholar ship, 34 ; reading Calvin, 286. Counterparts, the story, 226. Cowper, William : Mother s Picture 178 ; disinterested good, 304 ; ten derness, 333 ; verse, 338. Cranch, Christopher P.: The Dial, 159 ; poetic prediction, 416, 417. Cromwell, Oliver : saying by a war saint, 252 ; in poetry, 387. Cudworth, Ralph, epithets, 200. Cupples, George, on Emerson s lec tures, 195. Curtius, Quintus for Mettus, 388. Cushing, Caleb: rank, 33; in col lege, 45. DANA, RICHARD HENRY, his literary place, 33, 223. Dante : allusion in Anthology, 31 ; rank, 202, 320 ; times mentioned, 382. Dartmouth College, oration, 131- 135. Darwin, Charles, Origin of Species, 105. Dawes, Rufus, Boyhood Memories, Declaration of Independence, in tellectual, 115. (See American, etc.) Delirium, imaginative, easily pro duced, 238. ( See Intuition. ) Delia Cruscans, allusion, 152. (See Transcendentalism.) Delos, allusion, 374. Delphic Oracle : of New England, 72 ; illustration, 84. democratic Review, The, on Nature, 103. )e Profundis, illustrating Carlyle s spirit, 83. )e Quincey, Thomas : Emerson s interview with, 63, 195 ; on origi nality, 92. De Stael, Mme., allusion, 16. De Tocquevillle, account of Unite- nanism, 51. INDEX. 427 Dewey, Orville, New Bedford minis try, 67. Dexter, Lord Timothy, punctuation, 325, 326. Dial, The : established, 147, 158 ; editors, 159; influence, 160-163; death, 164 ; poems, 192 ; old con tributors, 221 ; papers, 295 ; intui tions, 394. Dial, The (second), in Cincinnati, 239. Dickens, Charles : on Father Taylor, 56 ; American Notes, 155. Diderot, Denis, essay, 79. Diogenes, atory, 401. (See Laertius.) Disinterestedness, 259. Disraeli, Benjamin, the rectorship, 282. Dramas, their limitations, 375. (See Shakespeare.) Dress, illustration of poetry, 311, 312. Dryden, John, quotation, 20, 21. Dwight, John S. : in The Dial, 159 ; musical critic, 223. EAST LEXINGTON, Mass., the Unita rian pulpit, 88. Economy, its meaning, 142. Edinburgh, Scotland : Emerson s visit and preaching, 64, 65; lec ture, 195. Education : through friendship, 97, 98 ; public questions, 258, 259. Edwards, Jonathan : allusions, 16, 51 ; the atmosphere changed, 414. (See Calvinism, Puritanism, Unitarianism, etc.) Egotism, a pest, 233. Egypt : poetic teaching, 121 ; trip, 271, 272 ; Sphinx, 330. (See Emer son s Poems, Sphinx.) Election Sermon, illustration, 118. Elizabeth, Queen, verbal heir-loom, 313. (See Raleigh, etc.) Ellis, Rufus, minister of the First Church, Boston, 43. Eloquence, defined, 285, 286. Emerson Family, 3 et seq. Emerson, Charles Chauncy, brother of Ralph Waldo : feeling towards natural science, 18, 237 ; memo ries, 19-25, 37, 43 ; character, 77 ; death, 89, 90 ; influence, 98 ; The Dial, 161 ; " the hand of Doug las," 234 ; nearness, 368 ; poetry, 385 ; Harvard Register, 401. Emerson, Edith, daughter of Ralph Waldo, 263. Bnaersou, Edward, of Newbury, 8. Emerson, Edward Bliss, brother of Ralph Waldo: allusions, 19, 20, 37, 38 ; death, 89 ; Last Farewell, poem, 161 ; nearness, 368. Emerson, Edward Waldo, son of Ralph Waldo : in New York, 246 ; on the Farming essay, 255 ; father s last days, 346-349 ; reminiscences, 359. Emerson, Ellen, daughter of Ralph Waldo : residence, 83; trip to Eu rope, 271 ; care of her father, 294 ; correspondence, 347. Emerson, Mrs. Ellen Louisa Tucker t first wife of Ralph Waldo, 55. Emerson, Joseph, minister of Men. don, 4, 7, 8. Emerson, Joseph, the second, min. ister of Maiden, 8. Emerson, Mrs. Lydia Jackson, sec ond wife of Ralph Waldo : mar riage, 83 ; Asia, 176. Emerson, Mary Moody: influence over her nephew, 16-18 ; quoted, Emerson, Robert Bulkeley, brother of Ralph Waldo, 37. EMERSON, RALPH WALDO, HIS LIFE: moulding influences, 1 ; New Eng land heredity, 2 ; ancestry, 3-10 ; parents, 10-16 ; Aunt Mary, 16-19 ; brothers, 19-25 ; the nest, 25 ; noted scholars, 26-36 ; birthplace, 37, 38 ; boyhood, 39, 40 ; early efforts, 41, 42 ; parsonages, 42 ; father s death, 43 ; boyish appear ance, 44 ; college days, 45-47 ; let ter, 48 ; teaching, 49, 50 ; study ing theology, and preaching, 51- 54 ; ordination, marriage, 55 ; be nevolent efforts, wife s death, 56 ; withdrawal from his church, 57- 61 ; first trip to Europe, 62-65 ; preaching in America, 66, 67 ; re membered conversations, 68, 69; residence in the Old Manse, 69-72 ; lecturing, essays in The North American, 73 ; poems, 74 ; portray ing himself, 75 ; comparison with Milton, 76, 77 ; letters to Clarke, 78-80, 128-131 ; interest in Sartor Resartus, 81 ; first letter to Car- lyle, 82 ; second marriage and Concord home, 83 ; Second Cen tennial, 84-87: Boston lectures, Concord Fight, 87 ; East Lexing ton church, War, 88 ; death of brothers, 89, 90 ; Nature published, 91 ; parallel with Wordsworth, 92; free utterance, 93 j Beauty, 428 INDEX. 94 ; Language, 95-97 ; Discipline, 97, 98 ; Idealism, 98, 99 ; Illusions, 99, 100 ; Spirit and Matter, 100 ; Paradise regained, 101 ; the Bible spirit, 102 ; Revelations, 103 ; Bow- en s criticism, 104 ; Evolution, 105, 106 ; Phi Beta Kappa oration, 107, 108; fable of the One Man, 109 ; man thinking, 110 ; Books, 111 ; unconscious cerebration, 112 ; a scholar s duties, 113 ; specialists, 114; a declaration of intellectual independence, 115 ; address at the Theological School, 116, 117 ; ef fect on Unitarians, 118 ; sentiment of duty, 119 ; Intuition, 120 ; Rea son, 121 ; the Traditional Jesus, 122 ; Sabbath and Preaching, 123 ; correspondence with Ware, 124- 127 ; ensuing controversy, 127 ; Ten Lectures, 128 ; Dartmouth Address, 131-136 ; Waterville Ad dress, 136-140 ; reforms, 141-145 ; new views, 146 ; Past and Future, 147 ; on Everett, 148 ; assembly at Dr. Warren s, 149 ; Boston doc trinaires, 150; unwise followers, 151-156 ; Conservatives, 156, 157 ; two Transcendental products, 157- 166 ; first volume of Essays, 166 ; History, 167, 168; Self-reliance, 168, 169 ; Compensation, 169 ; other essays, 170 ; Friendship, 170, 171 ; Heroism, 172 ; Over-Soul, 172-175 ; house and income, 176 ; son s death, 177, 178 ; American and Oriental qualities, 179 ; English virtues, 180 ; Emancipation ad dresses in 1844, 181 ; second series of Essays, 181-188 ; Reformers, 188-191 ; Carlyle s business, Poems published, 192 ; a second trip to Europe, 193-196; Representative Men, 196-209 ; lectures again, 210 ; Abolitionism, 211, 212; Woman s Rights, 212, 213 ; a New England Roman, 213, 214 ; English Traits, 214-221 ; a new magazine, 221 ; clubs, 222, 223 ; more poetry, 224 ; Burns Festival, 224 ; letter about various literary matters, 225-227 ; Parker s death, Lincoln s Procla mation, 228 ; Conduct of Life, 228- 239 ; Boston Hymn, 240 ; " So nigh is grandeur to our dust," 241 ; At lantic contributions, 242 ; Lincoln obsequies, 243 ; Free Religion, 243, 244 ; second Phi Beta Kappa ora tion, 244-246; poem read to his on, 246-248 ; Harvard Lectures, 249-255 ; agriculture and science. 255, 256 ; predictions, 257 ; Books, 258 ; Conversation, 258 ; elements of Courage, 259 ; Success, 260, 261 ; on old men, 261, 262 ; California trip, 263-268 ; eating, 269 ; smok ing, 270 ; conflagration, loss of memory, Froude banquet, third trip abroad, 272; friendly gifts, 272-279; editing Parnassus, 280- 282 ; failing powers, 283 ; Hope everywhere, 284 ; negations, 285 ; Eloquence, Pessimism, 286 ; Com edy, Plagiarism, 287; lessons le- peated, 288; Sources of Inspira tion, 289, 290; Future Life, 290- 292; dissolving creed, 292; Con cord Bridge, 292, 293 ; decline of faculties, Old South lecture, 294 ; papers, 294, 295 ; quiet pen, 295 ; posthumous works, 295 et seq. ; the pedagogue, 297 ; University of Virginia, 299 ; indebtedness to Plutarch, 299-302 ; slavery ques tions, 303-308 ; Woman Question, 308 ; patriotism, 308, 309 ; nothing but a poet, 311 ; antique words, 313 ; self -revelation, 313, 314 ; a great poet? 314-316; humility, 317-319 ; poetic favorites, 320, 321 ; comparison with contempora ries, 321 ; citizen of the universe, 322 ; fascination of symbolism, 323 ; realism, science, imaginative coloring, 324 ; dangers of realistic poetry, 325 ; range of subjects, 326 ; bad rhymes, 327 ; a trick of verse, 328 ; one faultless poem, 332; spell -bound readers, 333; workshop, 334 ; octosyllabic verse, atmosphere, 335, 336 ; compar ison with Wordsworth, 337 ; and others, 338 ; dissolving sentences, 339 ; incompleteness, 339, 340 ; personality, 341, 342; last visits received, 343-345; the red rose, 345 ; forgetfulness, 346 ; literary work of last years, 346, 347 ; let ters unanswered, 347 ; hearing and sight, subjects that interested him, 348 ; later hours, death, 349 ; last rites, 350-356; portrayal, 357- 419 ; atmosphere, 357 ; books, dis tilled alcohol, 358 ; physique, 359 ; demeanor, 360 ; hair and eyes, in sensibility to music, 361 ; daily habits, 362 ; bodily infirmities, 362, 363 ; voice, 363 ; quiet laugh ter, want of manual dexterity, 364; apade anecdote, memory, INDEX. 429 ignorance of exact science, 365 ; intuition and natural sagacity united, fastidiousness, 366 ; impa tience with small-minded worship pers, Frothingham s Biography, 367 ; intimates, familiarity not in vited, 368; among fellow-towns men, errand to earth, inherited traditions, 369; sealed orders, 370, 371 ; conscientious work, sac rifices for truth, essays instead of sermons, 372; congregation at large, charm, optimism, 373 ; financially straitened, 374 ; lec ture room limitations, 374, 375 ; a Shakespeare parallel, 375, 376 ; platform fascination, 376; con structive power, 376, 377 ; English experiences, lecture-peddling, 377; a stove relinquished, utterance, an hour s weight, 378; trumpet- sound, sweet seriousness, diamond drops, effect on Governor Andrew, 379 ; learning at second hand, 380 ; the study of Goethe, 380 ; a great quoter, no pedantry, 381 ; list of authors referred to, 381, 382 ; spe cial indebtedness, 382 ; penetra tion, borrowing, 383 ; method of writing and its results, aided by others, 384 ; sayings that seem family property, 385 ; passages compared, 385-387 ; the tributary streams, 388 ; accuracy as to facts, 388; personalities traceable in him, 389 ; place as a thinker, 390 ; Platonic anecdote, 391 ; preexist- ence, 391, 392 ; mind-moulds, 393 ; relying on instinct, 394 ; dangers of intuition, 395 ; mysticism, 396 ; Oriental side, 397 ; transcendental mood, 398 ; personal identity con fused, 399; a distorting mirror, 400 ; distrust of science, 401-403 ; style illustrated, 403, 404 ; favor ite words, 405; royal imagery, 406; comments on America, 406, 407 ; common property of man kind, 407 ; public spirit, solitary workshop, martyrdom from visit ors, 408 ; white shield invulnerable, 409 ; religious attitude, 409-411 ; spiritual influx, creed, 412 ; cler ical relations, 413 ; Dr. Hague s criticism, 413, 414 ; ameliorating religious influence, 414 ; freedom, 415 ; enduring verse and thought, 416, 417 ; comparison with Jesus, 417 ; sincere manhood, 418 ; trans parency, 419. EMERSON S BOOKS: Conduct of Life, 229, 237. English Traits : the first European trip, 62 ; published, 214 ; analy sis, 214-220; penetration, 383; Teutonic fire, 386. Essays : Dickens s allusion, 156 ; collected, 166. Essays, second series, 183. Lectures and Biographical Sketch es, 128, 295, 296. Letters and Social Aims, 210, 283, 284, 296, 347. May-day and Other Pieces, 161, 192, 224, 242, 257, 310, 318, 346. Memoir of Margaret Fuller, 209. Miscellanies, 302, 303. Nature, Addresses, and Lectures, 179. Nature : resemblance of extracts from Mary Moody Emerson, 17 ; where written, 70 ; the Many in One, 73 ; first published, 91, 92, 373 ; analysis, 93-107 ; obscure, 108; Beauty, 237. Parnassus : collected, 280 ; Pref ace, 314 ; allusion, 321. Poems, 293, 310, 318, 339. Representative Men, 196-209. Selected Poems, 311, 347. Society and Solitude, 250. EMERSON S ESSAYS, LECTURES, SER MONS, SPEECHES, etc. : In general : essays, 73, 88, 91, 92, 310 ; income from lectures, 176, 191, 192 ; lectures in Eng land, 194-196 ; long series, 372 ; lecture-room, 374 ; plays and lectures, 375 ; double duty, 376, 377 ; charm, 379. (See Emer son s Life, Lyceum, etc. ) American Civilization, 307. American Scholar, The, 107-115, 133, 188. Anglo-Saxon Race, The, 210. Anti-Slavery Address, New York, 210-212. Anti-Slavery Lecture, Boston, 21(\ 211. Aristocracy, 296. Art, 166, 175, 253, 254. Beauty, 235-237. Behavior, 234. Books, 257, 380. Brown, John, 302, 305, 306. Burke, Edmund, 73. Burns, Robert, 224, 225, 307. Carlyle, Thomas, 294, 302. Channing s Poem, preface, 26$ 263,403. 130 INDEX. Character, 183, 295, 297. Chardon Street and Bible Conven tion, 159, 302. Circles, 166, 174, 175. Civilization, 250-253. Clubs, 258. Comedy, 128. Comic, The, 286, 287. Commodity, 94. Compensation, 166, 169. Concord Fight, the anniversary speech, 292, 293. Concord, Second Centennial Dis course, 84-86. Conservative, The, 156, 157, Considerations by the Way, 235. Courage, 259. Culture, 232, 233. Demonology, 128, 296. Discipline, 97, 98. Divinity School Address, 116-127, 131. Doctrine of the Soul, 127. Domestic Life, 254, 255. Duty, 128. Editorial Address, Mass. Quar terly Review, 193, 302, 307. Education, 296, 297. Eloquence, 254; second essay, 285, 286. Emancipation in the British West Indies, 181, 303. Emancipation Proclamation, 228. 307. Emerson, Mary Moody, 295, 296, English Literature, 87. Experience, 182. Farming, 255, 256. Fate, 228-230. Fortune of the Republic, 294, 302, 307-309. Fox, George, 73. France, 196. Free Religious Association, 243, 302, 307. Friendship, 166, 170. Froude, James Anthony, after- dinner speech, 271. Fugitive Slave Law, 303, 304. Genius, 127. Gifts, 184, 185. Goethe, or the Writer, 208, 209. Greatness, 288, 346. Harvard Commemoration, 307. Heroism, 166, 172. Historical Discourse, at Concord, 303. Historic Notes of Life and Letters in New England, 147, 165, 29^ 302. History, 166, 167. Hoar, Samuel, 213, 214, 295, 302. Home, 127. Hope, 284, 285. Howard University, speech, 263. Human Culture, 87. Idealism, 98-100. Illusions, 235, 239. Immortality, 266, 290-292, 354. Inspiration, 289. Intellect, 166, 175. Kansas Affairs, 305. Kossuth, 307. Language, 95-97. Lincoln, Abraham, funeral re- marks, 242, 243, 307. Literary Ethics, 131-136. Lord s Supper, 57-60, 303. Love, 127, 128, 166, 170. (See Em erson 1 s Poems.} Luther, 73. Manners, 183, 234. Man of Letters, The, 296, 298. Man the Reformer, 142, 143. Method of Nature, The, 136-14L Michael Angelo, 73, 75. Milton, 73, 75. Montaigne, or the Skeptic, 202- 204. Napoleon, or the Man of the World, 206-209. Natural History of the Intellect, 249, 268, 347. Nature (the essay), 185, 186, 398. New England Reformers, 188-191, 385. Nominalist and Realist, 188. Old Age, 261, 262. Over-Soul, The, 166, 172-175, 398, 411. Parker, Theodore, 228, 306. Perpetual Forces, 297. Persian Poetry, 224. Phi Beta Kappa oration, 347. Philosophy of History, 87. Plato, 198-200; New Readings, 200. Plutarch, 295, 299-302. Plutarch s Morals, introduction, 262. Poet, The, 181, 182. Poetry, 210. Poetry and Imagination, 283 ; sub divisions : Bards and Trouveurs, Creation, Form, Imagination, Melody, Morals, Rhyme, Po etry, Transcendency, Veracity, 283, 284 ; quoted, 325. INDEX. 431 Politics, 186, 187. Power, 230, 231. Preacher, The, 294, 298. Professions of Divinity, Law, and Medicine, 41. Progress of Culture, The, 244, 288. Prospects, 101-103. Protest, The, 127. Providence Sermon, 130. Prudence, 166, 171, 172. Quotation and Originality, 287, 288. Relation of Man to the Globe, 73. Resources, 286. Right Hand|of Fellowship, The, at Concord, 56. Ripley, Dr. Ezra, 295, 302. Scholar, The, 296, 299. School, The, 127. Scott, speech, 302, 307. Self-Reliance, 166, 168, 411. Shakespeare, or the Poet, 204- ; 206. Social Aims, 285. Soldiers Monument, at Concord, 303. Sovereignty of Ethics, The, 295, 297, 298. Spirit, 100, 101. Spiritual Laws, 166, 168. Success, 260, 261. Sumner Assault, 304. Superlatives, 295, 297. Swedenborg, or the Mystic, 201, 202. Thoreau, Henry D., 228, 295, 302. Times, The, 142-145. Tragedy, 127. Transcendentalist, The, 145-155, 159. Universality of the Moral Senti ment, 66. University of Virginia, address, War, 88, 303. Water, 73. Wealth, 231, 232. What is Beauty ? 74, 94, 95. Woman, 307, 308. Woman s Rights, 212, 213. Work and Days, 256, 312, 406, 407. Worship, 235. Young American, The, 180, 181. EMERSON S POEMS : In general : inspiration from na ture, 22, 9G ; poetic rank in col lege, 45, 46 ; prose-poetry and philosophy, 91, 93 ; annual qffla, tus, in America, 136, 137 ; first volume, 192 ; five immortal po ets, 202 ; ideas repeated, 239 ; true position, 311 et seq. ; in carmine veritas, 313; litanies, 314 ; arithmetic, 321, 322 ; fas cination, 323 ; celestial imagery, 324 ; tin pans, 325 ; realism, 326; metrical difficulties, 327, 335 ; blemishes, 328 ; careless rhymes, 329; delicate descrip tions, 331 ; pathos, 332 ; fasci nation, 333 ; unfinished, 334, 339, 340 ; atmosphere, 335 ; sub jectivity, 336; sympathetic il lusion, 337 ; resemblances, 337, 338 ; rhythms, 340 ; own order, 341, 342; always a poet, 346. (See Emerson 1 5 Life, Milton, Poets, etc.) Adirondacs, The, 242, 327. Blight, 402. Boston, 346, 407, 408. Boston Hymn, 211, 221, 241, 242. Brahma, 221, 242, 396, 397. Celestial Love, 170. (Three Loves.) Class Day Poem, 45-47. Concord Hymn, 87, 332. Daemonic Love, 170. (Three Loves.) Days, 221, 242, 257, 312 ; pleached, 313. Destiny, 332. Each and All, 73, 74, 94, 331. Earth-Song, 327. Elements, 242. Fate, 159, 387. Flute, The, 399. Good-by, Proud World, 129, 130, 338. Hamatreya, 327, Harp, The, 320, 321, 329, 330. (See jEolian Harp.) Hoar, Samuel, 213, 214. Humble Bee, 46, 74, 75, 128, 272, 326, 331, 338. Initial Love, 170, 387. (Three Loves. ) In Meinoriam, 19, 89. Latin Translations, 43. May Day, 242 ; changes, 311, 335 Merlin, 318, 319. (Merlin s Song.) Mithridates, 331. Monadnoc, 322, 331 ; alterations, 366. My Garden, 242. Nature and Life, 242. Occasional and Miscellaneous Pieces, 242. INDEX. Ode inscribed to W. H. Charming, 211, 212. Poet, The, 317-320, 333. Preface to Nature, 105. Problem, The, 159, 161, 253, 284, 326, 337. Quatrains, 223. 242. Rhodora, The, 74, 94, 95, 129. Romany Girl, The, 221. Saadi, 221, 242. Sea-Shore, 333, 339. Snow-Storm, 331, 338, 339. Solution, 320. Song for Knights of Square Table, Sphinx, The, 113, 159, 243, 330, 398. Terminus, 221, 242; read to his son, 246-248, 363. Test, The, 201, 202, 320. Threnody, 178, 333. Titmouse, The, 221, 326. Translations, 242, 399. Uriel, 326, 331, 398. Voluntaries, 241. Waldeinsamkeit, 221. Walk, The, 402. Woodnotes, 46, 159, 331, 338. World-Soul, The, 331. Emersoniana, 358. Emerson, Thomas, of Ipswich, 3, 8. Emerson, Waldo, child of Ralph Waldo: death, 177, 178; anec dote, 365. Emerson, William, grandfather of Ralph Waldo : minister of Con cord, 8-10, 14 ; building the Manse, 70 ; patriotism, 72. Emerson, William, father of Ralph Waldo : minister, in Harvard and Boston, 10-14 ; editorship, 26, 32, 33 ; the parsonage, 37, 42 ; death, 43. Emerson, William, brother of Ralph Waldo, 37, 39, 49, 53. England: first visit, 62-65; Lake Windermere, 70 ; philosophers, 76 ; the virtues of the people, 179, 180 ; a second visit, 192 et seq. ; notabilities 195 ; the lectures, 196 ; Stonehenge, 215 ; the aristocracy, 215; matters wrong, 260; Anglo- Saxon race, trade and liberty, 304 ; lustier lif e, 335 ; language, 352 ; lecturing, a key, 377 ; smouldering fire, 385. (See America, Europe, etc.) Enthusiasm : need of, 143 ; weak ness, 154. Epicurus, agreement with, 301. Episcopacy: in Boston, 28, 34, 52; church in Newton, 68 ; at Hano ver, 132 ; quotation from liturgy, 354 ; burial service, 356. ( See Cal vinism^ Church, Religion, etc. ) Esquimau, allusion, 167. Establishment, party of the, 147. (See Puritanism, Religion, Uni- tarianism, etc.) Eternal, relations to the, 297. (See God, Jesus, Religion, etc. ) Europe : Emerson s first visit, 62- 65; return, 72; the Muses, 114; debt to the East, 120; famous gentlemen, 184 : second visit, 193- 196 ; weary of Napoleon, 207 ; re turn, 210: conflict possible, 218; third-visit, 271-279 ; cast-out pas sion for, 308. (See America, Eng land, France, etc.) Everett, Edward: on Tudor, 28; literary rank, 33 ; preaching, 52 ; influence, 148. Evolution, taught in " Nature," 105, 106. Eyeball, transparent, 398. FAITH: lacking in America, 143, building cathedrals, 253. (See God, Religion, etc.) Fine, a characteristic expression, 405. Fire, illustration, 386. (See Eng land, France, etc.) Forbes, John M., connected with the Emerson family, 263-265 ; his letter, 263. Foster, John, minister of Brighton, 15. Fourth-of-July, orations, 386. (See America, etc.) Fox, George, essay on, 73. France : Emerson s first visit, G2, 63 ; philosophers, 76 : Revolution, 80; tired of Napoleon, 207, 208; realism, 326 ; wrath, 385, 386. (See Carlyle, England, Europe, etc.) Francis, Convers, at a party, 149. Franklin, Benjamin : birthplace, 37 ; allusion, 184 ; characteristics, 189 ; Poor Richard, 231 ; quoted, 236 ; maxims, 261 ; fondness for Plu tarch, 382 ; bequest, 407. Fraunhofer, Joseph, optician, 230, 324. Eraser s Magazine : " The Mud," 79; Sartor Resartus, 81. (Se Carlyle.) Freeman, James, minister of King * Chapel, 11, 12, 52. INDEX. 433 Free Trade, Athenaeum banquet, 220. Friendship, C. C. Emerson s essay, 22, 23, 77. Frothingham, Nathaniel L., account of Emerson s mother, 13. Frothingham, Octavius Brooks : Life of Ripley, 165 ; an unpublished manuscript, 365-367. Fuller, Margaret : borrowed sermon, 130 ; at a party, 149 ; The Dial, 159, 160, 162 ; Memoir, 209 ; caus ing laughter, 364 ; mosaic Biogra phy, 368. Furness, William Henry: on the Emerson family, 14; Emerson s funeral, 350, 353. Future, party of the, 147. GALTON, FRANCIS, composite por traits, 232. Gardiner, John Sylvester John : al lusion, 26; leadership in Boston, 28; Anthology Society, 32. (See Episcopacy. ) Gardner, John Lowell, recollections of Emerson s boyhood, 38^42. Gardner, S. P., garden, 38. Genealogy, survival of the fittest, 3. (See Heredity.) Gentleman s Magazine, 30. Gentleman, the, 183. Geography, illustration, 391. German : study of, 48, 49, 78, 380 ; philosophers, 76 ; scholarship, 148 ; oracles, 206 ; writers unread, 208 ; philosophers, 380 ; professors, 391. Germany, a visit, 225, 226. (See Europe, France, Goethe, etc.) Gifts, 185. Gilfillan, George : on Emerson s preaching, 65; Emerson s phy sique, 360. Gilman, Arthur, on the Concord home, 83. Glasgow, the rectorship, 280. God : the universal spirit, 68, 69, 94 ; face to face, 92, 93 ; teaching the human mind, 98, 99 ; aliens from, 101 ; in us, 139-141 ; his thought, 146 ; belief, 170 ; seen by man, 174 ; divine offer, 176 ; writ ing by grace, 182 ; presence, 243 ; tribute to Great First Cause, 267 ; perplexity about, 410 ; ever-blessed One, 411; mirrored, 412. (See Christianity. Religion, etc. ) Boethe: called Mr., 31; dead, 63; Clarke s essay, 79; generalizations, 148; influence, 150; on Spinoza, 28 174, 175 ; rank as a poet, 202, 320 , lovers, 226; rare union, 324; his books read, 380, 381; tunes quoted, 382. (See German, etc.) Goldsmith, Oliver, his Vicar of Wakefield, 9, 10, 15. Good, the study of, 301. Goodwin, H. B., Concord minister, 56. Gould, Master of Latin School, 39. Gould, Thomas R., sculptor, 68. Gourdin, John GaiUard Keith and Robert, in college, 47. Government, abolition of, 141. Grandmother s Review, 30. Gray, Thomas, Elegy often quoted, 316, 317, 416. Greece : poetic teaching, 121 ; allu sion, 168. Greek : Emerson s love for, 43, 44 ; in Harvard, 49 ; poets, 253 ; moral ist, 299; Bryant s translation, 378 ; philosophers, 391. (See Ho mer, etc. ) Greenough, Horatio, meeting Emer son, 63. Grimin, Hermann, 226. Guelf s and Ghibellines, illustration, HAFIZ, times mentioned, 382. (See Persia.) Hague, William, essay, 413. Hafler, Albert von, rare union, 324. Harvard, Mass., William Emerson s settlement, 10, 11. Harvard University: the Bulkeley gift, 6 ; William Emerson s gradu ation, 10; list of graduates, 12; Emerson s brothers, 19, 21 ; Reg ister, 21, 24, 385, 401 ; Hillard, 24, 25 ; Kirkland s presidency, 26, 27 ; Gardner, 39-41 ; Emerson s connection, 44-49 ; the Boylston prizes, 46 ; Southern students, 47 ; graduates at Andover, 48 ; Divinity School, 51, 53; a New England centre, 52 ; Bowen s pro fessorship, 103 ; Phi Beta Kappa oration, 107, 115, 133, 188, 244; Divinity School address, 116-132 ; degree conferred, 246; lectures, 249 ; library, 257 ; last Divinity address, 294 ; Commemoration, 307 ; singing class, 361 ; graduates, 411. (See Cambridge.) Haskins, David Green, at Emerson s funeral, 356. Haskins, Ruth (Emerson s mother! 10, 13, 14. 434 INDEX. Haughty, a characteristic expres sion, 405. Hawthorne, Nathaniel : his Mosses, 70; "dream -peopled solitude," 86 ; at the club, 223 ; view of Eng lish life, 335 ; grave, 356 ; biogra phy, 368. Hazlitt, William : British Poets, 21. Health, inspiration, 289. Hebrew Language, study, 48. (See Bible.) Hedge, Frederic Henry : at a party, 149 ; quoted, 883. Henry VII., tombs, 415. Herbert, George : Poem on Man, 102 ; parallel, 170 ; poetry, 281 ; a line quoted, 345. Herder, Johann Gottfried, allusion, 16. Heredity: Emerson s belief, 1, 2; in Emerson family, 4, 19 ; Whip- pie on, 389 ; Dryden, 393. Herrick, Robert, poetry, 281. Higginson, Thomas Wentworth. (See Emerson s Books, Nature.) Hilali, The Flute, 399. Hillard, George Stillman : in college, 24, 25 ; his literary place, 33 ; aid, 276. Hindoo Scriptures, 199, 200. (See Bible, India, etc.) History, how it should be written, 168. Hoar, Ebenezer Rockwood : refer ence to, 223 ; on the Burns speech, 225 ; kindness, 273, 274, 276-279 ; at Emerson s death-bed, 349 ; fu neral address, 351-353. Hoar, Samuel : statesman, 72 ; trib ute, 213, 214. Holland, description of the Dutch, 217. Holley, Horace, prayer, 267. Holmes, John, a pupil of Emerson, 50. Holmes, Oliver Wendell : memories of Dr. Ripley, 15 ; of C. C. Emer son, 20, 21 ; familiarity with Cam bridge and its college, 45 ; errone ous quotation from, 251, 252 ; jest erroneously attributed to, 400, 401. Holy Ghost, ; a new born bard of the," 123. (See Christ, God, Re ligion, etc.) Homer : poetic rank, 202, 320 ; pla giarism, 205 ; Iliad, 253 ; allusion, 315 ; tin pans, 325 ; times quoted, 382. (See Greek, etc.) Homer, Jonathan, minister of New ton, 15. Hooper, Mrs. Ellen, The Dial, 159, 160. Hope : lacking in America, 143 ; in every essay, 284. Horace : allusion. 22 ; Ars Poetica, 316. Horses, Flora Temple s time, 388. Howard University, speech, 263. Howe, Samuel Gridley, the philan thropist, 223. Hunt, Leigh, meeting Emerson, 195. Hunt, William, the painter, 223. IDEALISM, 98-100, 146, 150. Idealists: Ark full, 191; Platonic sense, 391. Imagination : the faculty, 141 ; de fined, 237, 238 ; essay, 283 ; color ing life, 324. Imbecility, 231. Immortality, 262. (See God, Re ligion, etc.) Incompleteness, in poetry, 339. India : poetic models, 338 ; idea of preexistence, 391 ; Brahmanism, 397. (See Emerson s Poems, Brahma.) Indians : in history of Concord, 71 ; Algonquins, 72. Inebriation, subject in Monthly An thology, 30. Insects, defended, 190. Inspiration: of Nature, 22, 96, 141 ,- urged, 146. Instinct, from God or Devil, 393. Intellect, confidence in, 134. Intuition, 394. Ipswich, Mass., 3, 4, 8. Ireland, Alexander : glimpses of Emerson, 44, 64, 65; reception, 193, 194 ; on Carlyle, 196 ; letter from Miss Peabody, 317 ; quoting Whitman, 344 ; quoted, 350. Irving, Washington, 33. Italy : Emerson s first visit, 62, 63 : Naples, 113. JACKSON, CHARLES, garden, 38. Jackson, Dr. Charles Thomas, anaes thesia, 403. Jackson, Miss Lydia, reading Car lyle, 81. ( See Mrs. Emerson. ) Jahn, Johann, studied at Andover, 48. Jameson, Anna, new book, 131. Jesus : times mentioned, 382 ; a divine manifestation, 411 ; fol lowers, 417 ; and Emerson, 419. (See Bible, Christ, Church, Re ligion, etc.) INDEX. 435 Joachim, the violinist, 225, 226. Johnson, Samuel, literary style, 29. Jonson, Ben : poetic rank, 281 ; a phrase, 300. Journals, as a method of work, 384. Jupiter Scapin, 207. Jury Trial, and dinners, 216. Justice, the Arch Abolitionist, 306. Juvenal : allusion, 22 ; precept from heaven, 252. KALAMAZOO, Mich., allusion, 388. Kanaka, allusion, 167. Keats, John : quoted, 92 ; Ode to a Nightingale, 316 ; faint, swoon, 405. King, the, illustration, 74. Kirkland, John Thornton : Harvard presidency, 26, 52 ; memories, 27. Koran, allusion, 198. (See Bible, God, Religion, etc.) LABOR : reform, 141 ; dignity, 142. Lacenaire, evil instinct, 392. Laertius, Diogenes, 390, 391. La Harpe, Jean Francois, on Plu tarch, 301. Lamarck, theories, 166. Lamb, Charles, Carlyle s criticism, 196. Landor, "Walter Savage, meeting Emerson, 63. Landscape, never painted, 339, 340. (See Pictures, etc.) Language : its symbolism, 95-97 ; an original, 394. .Latin : Peter Bulkeley s scholarship, 7 ; translation, 24, 25 ; Emerson s Translations, 43, 44. Laud, Archbishop, 6. Law, William, mysticism, 396. Lawrence, Mass., allusion, 44. Lecturing, given up, 295. (See Em erson s Essays, Lectures, etc. ) Leibnitz, 386. Leroux, Pierre, preexistonce, 391. Letters, inspiration, 289. Lincoln, Abraham, character, 307. (See Emerson s Essays. ) Linnaeus, illustration, 323, 324. Litanies, in Emerson, 314. (See Episcopacy.) Literature : aptitude for, 2, 3 ; ac tivity in 1820, 147. Little Classics, edition, 347. Liverpool, Eng., a visit, 193, 194. (See England, Europe, Scotland, etc.) Locke, John, allusion, 16, 111. London, England. : Tower Stairs, 63 ; readers, 194 ; sights, 221 ; travellers, 308 ; wrath, 385. (See England, etc.) Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth : allusions, 31, 33 ; Saturday Club, 222, 223 ; burial, 346. Lord, Nathan, President of Dart, mouth College, 132. Lord s Supper, Emerson s doubts, 57-61. Lothrop & Co., publishers, 83. Louisville, Ky., Dr. Clarke s res! dence, 78-80. Lounsbury, Professor, Chaucer let ter, 205. Love : in America, 143 ; the Arch Abolitionist, 306. (See Emersotfs Poems.) Lowell, Charles : minister of the West Church, 11, 12, 52 ; on Kirk- land, 27. Lowell, F. C., generosity, 276. Lowell, James Russell : an allusion, 33 ; on The American Scholar, 107 ; editorship, 221 ; club, 223 ; on the Burns speech, 225 ; on Emerson s bearing, 360, 361 ; Hawthorne biography, 368 ; on lectures, 379. Lowell, Mass. , factories, 44. Luther, Martin : lecture, 73 ; his con servatism, 298 ; times mentioned, 382. Lyceum, the : a pulpit, 88 ; New England, 192; a sacrifice, 378. (See Lecturing, Emerson s Lec~ tures, etc. Lycurgus, 306. (See Greece.) MACKINTOSH, SIR JAMES, an allusion, 16. Macmillan s Magazine, 414. Maiden, Mass. : Joseph Einerson a ministry, 8 ; diary, 17. Man : a fable about, 109, 110 ; faith in, 122 ; apostrophe, 140. Manchester, Eng. : visit, 194, 195 ; banquet, 220. (See England, etc. ) Marlowe, Christopher, expressions, 404. Marvell, Andrew : reading by C. C. Emerson, 21 ; on the Dutch, 217 ; verse, 338. Mary, Queen, her martyrs, 418. Massachusetts Historical Society : tribute to C. C. Emerson, 21 ; quat ity of its literature, 84 ; on Car* lyle, 294. Massachusetts Quarterly 193, 302, 307, 411. 436 INDEX. Materialism, 146, 391. (See Reli gion.) Mather, Cotton : his Magnolia, 5-7 ; on Concord discord, 57; on New England Melancholy, 216 ; a bor rower, 381. Mathew, Father, disciples, 368. Mayhew, Jonathan, Boston minister, 51. Melioration, a characteristic expres sion, 405. Mendon, Mass. t Joseph Emerson s ministry, 4. Mephistopheles, Goethe s creation, 208. Merrimac River, 71. Metaphysics, indifference to, 249. Methodism, in Boston, 56. (See Father Taylor.) Michael Angelo : allusions, 73, 75 ; on external beauty, 99 ; course. 260 ; filled with God, 284 ; on im mortality, 290 ; times mentioned, 382. Middlesex Agricultural Society, 255. ( See Agriculture, Emerson 1 s Essays. ) Middlesex Association, Emerson ad mitted, 53. Miller s Retrospect, 34. Milton, John : influence in New Eng land, 16; quotation, 24; essay, 73, 75 ; compared with Emerson, 76, 77 ; Lycidas, 178 ; supposed speech, 220; diet, 270, 271; poetic rank, 281; Arnold s citation, Logic, Rhet oric, 315 ; popularity, 316 ; quoted, 324; tin pans, 325 ; inventor of har monies, 328; Lycidas, 333; Comus, 338 ; times mentioned, 382 ; pre cursor, quotation, 415. Miracles : false impression, 121, 122 ; and idealism, 146 ; theories, 191 ; St. Januarius, 217; objections, 244. {See Bible. Christ. Religion. etc.) Modena, Italy, Emerson s visit, 63. Monadnoc, Mount, 70. Montaigne : want of religion, 300 ; great authority, 380 ; tunes quoted, 382. Montesquieu, on immortality, 291. Monthly Anthology : Wm. Emerson s connection, 13, 26; precursor of North American Review, 28, 29 ; character, 30, 31 ; Quincy s trib ute, 31 ; Society formed, 32 ; career, 33; compared with The Dial, 160. Hoody Family, of York, Me., 8, 10. Morals, in Plutarch, 301. Morison, John Hopkins, on Einec son s preaching, 67. Mormons, 264, 268. Mother-wit, a favorite expression, 404,405. Motley, John Lothrop, 33, 223. Mount Auburn, strolls, 40. Movement, party of the, 147. Munroe & Co., publishers, 81. Music : church, 306 ; inaptitude for, 361 ; great composers, 401. Musketaquid River, 22, 70, 71. Mysticism : unintelligible, 390 ; Em erson s, 396. NAPOLEON : allusion, 197 ; times mentioned, 382. Napoleon III., 225. Nation, The, Emerson s interest in, 348. Native Bias, 288. Nature : in undress, 72 ; solicita tions, 110 ; not truly studied, 135 ; great men, 199; tortured, 402. (See Emerson s Books, Emerson s Essays, etc.) Negations, to be shunned, 285. New Bedford, Mass., Emerson s preaching, 52, 67. Newbury, Mass. , Edward Emerson s deaconship, 8. New England : families, 2, 3, 5 ; Pe ter Bulkeley s coming, 6 ; clerical virtues, 9 ; Church, 14 ; literary sky, 33 ; domestic service, 34, 35 ; two centres, 52 ; an ideal town, 70, 71 ; the Delphi, 72 ; Carlyla invited, 83 ; anniversaries, 84 ; town records, 85 ; Genesis, 102 ; effect of Nature, 106 ; boys and girls, 163; Massachusetts, Con necticut River, 172 ; lyceums, 192 ; melancholy, 216 ; New Eng- landers and Old, 220; meaning of a word, 296, 297 ; eyes, 325 ; life, 325, 335; birthright, 364; a thorough New Englander, 406 ; Puritan, 409 ; theologians, 410 ; Jesus wandering in, 419. (Sea America, England, etc.) Newspapers : defaming the noble, 145 ; in Shakespeare s day, 204. Newton, Mass. : its minister, 15 ; Episcopal Church, 68. (See Rice. ) Newton, Sir Isaac, times quoted, 382. Newton, Stuart, sketches, 130. New World, gospel, 371. (See Amen ica.) INDEX. 437 New York: Brevoort House, 246; Genealogical Society, 413. Niagara, visit, 263. Nidiver, George, ballad, 259. Nightingale, Florence, 220. Nithsdale, Eng., mountains, 78. Non-Resistance, 141. North American Review : its prede cessor, 28, 29, 33 ; the writers, 34 ; Emerson s contributions, 73 ; Ethics, 294, 295 ; Bryant s article, 328. Northampton, Mass., Emerson s preaching, 53. Norton, Andrews: literary rank, 34 ; professorship, 52. Norton, Charles Eliot: editor of Correspondence, 82 ; on Emer son s genius, 373. OLD MANSE, THE: allusion, 70; fire, 271-279. (See Concord.) Oliver, Daniel, in Dartmouth Col lege, 132. Optimism : in philosophy, 136 ; " in nocent luxuriance," 211 ; wanted by the young, 373. Oriental : genius, 120 ; spirit in Em erson, 179. Orpheus, allusion, 319. PAINE, R. T., JE., quoted, 31. Palfrey, John Gorham: literary rank, 34 ; professorship, 52. Pan, the deity, 140. Pantheism : in Wordsworth and Na ture, 103; dreaded, 141; Emer son s, 410, 411. Paris, France : as a residence, 78 ; allusion, 167 ; salons, 184 ; visit, 196, 308. Parker, Theodore : a right arm of freedom, 127 ; at a party, 149 ; The Dial, 159, 160; editorship, 193 ; death, 228 ; essence of Chris tianity, 306 ; biography, 368 ; on Emerson s position, 411. Parkhurst, John, studied at Ando- ver, 48. Parr, Samuel, allusion, 28. Past, party of the, 147. Peabody, Andrew Preston, literary rank, 34. Peabody, Elizabeth Palmer : her ^Es thetic Papers, 88; letter to Mr. Ireland, 317. Peirce, Benjamin,; mathematician, 223. Pelagianism, 51. (See Religion. ) Pepys, Samuel, allusion, 12. Pericles, 184, 255. Persia, poetic models, 338. (Sea Emerson s Poems, Saadi.) Pessimism, 286. (See Optimism.) Philadelphia, Pa., society, 184. Philanthropy, activity in 1820, 147. Philolaus, 199. Pie, fondness for, 269. Pierce, John : the minister of Brook- line, 11 ; " our clerical Pepys," 12. Pindar, odes, 253. (See Greek, Ho mer, etc.) Plagiarism, 205, 206, 287, 288, 384. (Sse Quotations, Mather, etc.) Plato : influence on Mary Emerson, 16, 17 ; over Emerson, 22, 52, 173, 188, 299, 301 ; youthful essay, 74 ; Alcott s study, 150 ; reading, 197 ; borrowed thought, 205, 206 ; Pla tonic idea, 222 ; a Platonist, 267 ; saints of Platonism, 298; acad emy inscription, 3G5; great au thority, 38Q-;-timfes quoted, 382 ; Symposium ad Phsedrus quoted, 387 ; tableity, preexistence, 391 ; Diogenes dialogue, 401 ; a Plato nist, 411. (See Emerson-s Books, and Essays, Greek, etc.) Plotinus : influence over Mary Em erson, 16, 17 ; ashamed of hia body, 99 ; motto, 105 ; opinions, 173, 174 ; studied, 380. Plutarch : allusion, 22 ; his Lives, 50; study, 197; on immortality, 291 ; influence over Emerson, 299 et seq. ; his great authority, 380 ; times mentioned, 382; Emerson on, 383 ; imagery quoted, 385 ; style, 405. Plymouth, Mass. : letters written, 78, 79 ; marriage, 83. Poetry : as an inspirer, 290 ; Milton on, 315. (See Shakespeare, etc.) Poets : list in Parnassus, 281 ; com parative popularity, 316, 317 : con sulting Emerson, 408. (See jE;n- erson s Poems.) Politics: activity in 1820, 147; in Saturday Club, 259. Pomeroy, Jesse, allusion, 393. Pope, Alexander, familiar lines, 316 Porphyry : opinions, 173, 174 ; stud ied, 380. Porto Rico, E. B. Emerson s death, 19. Power, practical, 259. Prayer : not enough, 138, 139 ; an ecdotes, 267. (See God, Religion, etc.) Preaching, a Christian blessing, 123. 438 INDEX. Preexistence, 391. Presbyterianism, in Scotland, 409. Prescott, William, the Judge s man sion, 38. Prescott, William Hickling: rank, 33 ; Conquest of Mexico, 38. Prior, Matthew, 30. Proclus, influence, 173, 380. Prometheus, 209. Prospects, for man, 101-103. (See Emerson s Essays.) Protestantism, its idols, 28. (See Cfianning, Religion, Unitarian- ism, etc.) Psammetichus, an original language, 394. (See Heredity, Language, etc.) Punch, London, 204. Puritans, rear guard, 15. (See Cal vinism, etc.) Puritanism : relaxation from, 30 ; after-clap, 268 ; in New England, 409. (See Unitarianism.) Putnam s Magazine, on Samuel Hear, 213, 214. Pythagoras : imagery quoted, 385 ; preexistence, 391. QUAKERS, seeing only broad-brims, 218. Quincy, Josiah : History of Boston Athenaeum, 31 ; tribute to the An thology, 32, 33 ; memories of Em erson, 45-47 ; old age, 261. Quotations, 381-383. (See Plagia rism, etc.) RALEIGH, SIR WALTER, verse, 338. Raphael, his Transfiguration, 134. (See Allston, Painters, etc.) Rats, illustration, 167, 168. Reed, Sampson, his Growth of the Mind, 80. Reforms, in America, 141-145. Reformers, fairness towards, 156, 157, 188-192. (See Anti-Slavery, John Brown.) Religion : opinions of Wm. Emerson and others, 11-13; nature the symbol of spirit, 95 ; pleas for in dependence, 117 ; universal senti ment, 118-120 ; public rites, 152 ; Church of England, 219; of the future, 235 ; relative positions to wards, 409, 410 ; Trinity, 411 ; Emerson s belief, 412-415 ; bigotry modified, 414. (See Calvinism, Chnnning, Christ, Emerson s Life, Essays, and Poems, Episcopacy, God, UnUarianism, etc.) Republicanism, spiritual, 36. Revolutionary War : Wm. Emerson s service, 8, 9; subsequent confu sion, 25, 32; Concord s part, 71, 72, 292, 293. (See America, New England, etc.) Reynolds, Sir Joshua, 228. Rhythm, 328, 329, 340. (See Emer son s Poems, etc.) Rice, Alexander H., anecdote, 68. 69,346. (See Newton.) Richard Plantagenet, 197. Ripley, Ezra : minister of Concord, 10 ; Emerson s sketch, 14-16 ; garden, 42; colleague, 56; resi dence, 70. Ripley, George : a party, 149 ; The Dial, 159 ; Brook Farm, 164-166 ; on Emerson s limitations, 380. Robinson, Edward, literary rank, Rochester, N. Y., speech, 168. Rome : allusions, 167, 168 ; growth, 222 ; amphora, 321. (See Latin.) ROmilly, Samuel, allusion, 220. Rose, anecdote, 345. (See Flowers. ) Rousseau, Jean Jacques, his Savoy ard Vicar, 51, 52. Ruskin, John : on metaphysics, 250 ; certain chapters, 336 ; pathetic fallacy, 337 ; plagiarism, 384. Russell, Ben., quoted, 267. Russell, Le Baron : on Sartor Resar- tus, 81, 82 ; groomsman, 83 ; aid in rebuilding the Old Manse, 272- 279 ; Concord visit, 345. SAADI : a borrower, 205 ; times men tioned, 382. (See Persia.) Sabbath : a blessing of Christianity, 123, 298. Sainte-Beuve, Charles Augustin, on poetry, 339. Saint Paul, times mentioned, 382. (See-Bz We.) Saladin, 184. Sallust, on Catiline, 207. Sanborn, Frank B. : facts about Em erson, 42, 43, 66 ; Thoreau memoir, 368 ; old neighbor, 373. Sapor, 184. Satan, safety from, 306. (See Meph- istopheles, Religion, etc. ) Saturday Club : establishment, 221- 223, 258 ; last visits, 346, 347 ; familiarity at, 368. Scaliger, quotation, 109, 110. Schelling, idealism, 148 ; influence* 173. Schiller, on immortality, 290. INDEX. 439 Scholarship : a priesthood, 137 ; do cility of, 289. School-teaching, 297. (See Chelms- ford.) Schopenhauer, Arthur: his pessi mism, 286; idea of a philosopher, 359. Science : growth of, 148 ; Emerson inaccurate in, 256; attitude to ward, 401, 402. (See C. C. Emer son.) Scipio, 184. Scotland : Carlyle s haunts, 79 ; no tabilities, 195, 196 ; Presbyterian, 409. Scott, Sir Walter : allusion, 22 ; quo tations, 23, 77; dead, 63; "the hand of Douglas," 234 ; as a poet, 281 ; popularity, 316 ; poetic rank, 321. Self : the highest, 113 ; respect for. 288,289. Seneca, Montaigne s study, 382. Shakespeare : allusion, 22 ; Hamlet, 90, 94 ; Benedick and love, 106 ; disputed line, 128, 129; an idol, 197; poetic rank, 202, 281, 320, 321 ; plagiarism, 204-206 ; on studies, 257, 258 ; supremacy, 328 ; a comparison, 374 ; a playwright, 375, 376 ; punctiliousness of Por tia, 378 ; times mentioned, 382 ; lunatic, lover, poet, 387 ; Polo- nius, 389; mother-wit, 404; fine Ariel, 405 ; adamant, 418. Shattuck, Lemuel, History of Con cord, 382. Shaw, Lemuel, boarding-place, 43. Shelley, Percy Bysshe : Ode to the West Wind, 316, 399 ; redundant syllable, 328 ; Adonais, 333. Shenandoah Mountains, 306. Shingle, Emerson s jest, 364. Ships : illustration of longitude, 154 ; erroneous quotation, 251, 252 ; building illustration, 376, 377. Sicily : Emerson s visit, 62 ; Etna, 113. Sidney, Sir Philip, Chevy Chace, 379. Silabee, William, aid in publishing Carlyle, 81. Simonides, prudence, 410. Sisyphus, illustration, 334. Sleight-of-hand, illustration, 332. Smith, James and Horace, Rejected Addresses, 387, 397. Smith, Sydney, on bishops, 219. Socrates : allusion, 203 ; times men tioned, 382. Solitude, sought, 135. Solomon, epigrammatic, 405. (See Bible.) Solon, 199. Sophron, 199. South, the : Emerson s preaching tour, 53 ; Rebellion, 305,407. (See America, Anti-Slavery, etc.) Southerners, in college, 47. Sparks, Jared, literary rank, 33. Spenser, Edmund : stanza, 335, 338 ; soul making body, 391 ; mother- wit, 404. Spinoza, influence, 173, 380. Spirit and matter, 100, 101. (See God, Religion, Spenser, etc.) Spiritualism, 296. Sprague, William Buel, Annals of the American Pulpit, 10-12. Stanley, Arthur Penrhyn, on Amer ican religion, 414. Star: "hitch your wagon to a star," 252, 253; stars in poetry, 324. Sterling, J. Hutchinson, letter to, 282, 283. Stewart, Dugald, allusion, 16. Story, Joseph, literary rank, 33. Stuart, Moses, literary rank, 33. Studio, illustration, 20. Summer, description, 117. Simmer, Charles : literary rank, 33 ; the outrage on, 211 : Saturday Club, 223. Swedenborg, Emanuel : poetic rank, 202,320; dreams, 306; Rosetta- Stone, 322 ; times mentioned, 382. Swedenborgians : liking for a paper of Carlyle s, 78 ; Reed s essay, 80 ; spiritual influx, 412. Swift, Jonathan: allusion, 30; the Houyhnhnms, 163; times men tioned, 382. Synagogue, illustration, 169. TAPPAN, MRS. GASOLINE, The Dial, 159. Tartuffe, allusion, 312. Taylor, Father, relation to Emer son, 55, 56, 413. Taylor, Jeremy: allusion, 22; Emer son s study, 52 ; " the Shakespeare of divines," 94; praise for, 306. Teague, Irish name, 143. Te Deum: the hymn, 68; illustra tion, 82. Temperance, the reform, 141, 152. (See Reforms.) Tennyson, Alfred : readers, 256 ; to bacco, 270 ; poetic rank, 281 ; la 440 INDEX. Memoriam, 333; on plagiarism, 384. Thacher, Samuel Cooper: allusion, 26 ; death, 29. Thayer, James B. : Western Journey with Emerson, 249, 263, 265-271, 359 ; ground swell, 364. (See Cal ifornia. ) Thinkers, let loose, 175. Thomson, James, descriptions, 338. Thoreau, Henrj D. : allusion, 22 ; a Crusoe, 72; "nullifier of civiliza tion," 86; one-apartment house, 142, 143; The Dial, 159, 160; death, 228 ; Emerson s burial- place, 356 ; biography, 368 ; person ality traceable, 389 ; woodcraft, 403. Ticknor, George : on William Emer son, 12 ; on Kirkland. 27 ; literary rank, 33. Traduction, 393. (See Heredity, Dryden, etc.) Transcendentalism : Bowen s paper. 103, 104 ; idealism, 146 ; adher ents, 150-152 ; dilettanteism, 152- 155 ; a terror, 161. Transcendentalist, The, 157-159. Truth : as an end, 99 ; sought, 135. Tudor, William : allusion, 26 ; con necting literary link, 28, 29. Turgot, quoted, 98, 99. Tyburn, allusion, 183. UNTTABIANISM : Dr. Freeman s, 11, 12 ; nature of Jesus, 13 ; its sun shine, 28 ; white-handed, 34 ; head quarters, 35 ; lingual studies, 48, 49 ; transition, 51 ; domination, 52 ; pulpits, 53, 54 ; chapel in Ed inburgh, 65; file-leaders, 118; its organ, 124 ; " pale negations," 298. (See Religion, Trinity, etc.) United States, intellectual history, 32 . ( See America, New England. etc.) Unity, in diversity, 73, 106, 284. Upham, Charles W., his History, 45. Verne, Jules, onditologie, 186. Terplanck, Gulian Crommelin, lit erary rank, 33. Virginia, University of .299. Volcano, illustration, 113. Voltaire, 409 Voting, done reluctantly, 152, 153. WACHUSETT, MOUNT, 70. Walden Pond : allusion, 22, 70, 72 ; cabin, 142, 143. (See Concord.) War : outgrown, 88, 89 ; ennobling, 298 Ware, Henry, professorship, 52. (Se Harvard University. ) Ware, Henry, Jr. : Boston ministry, 55; correspondence, 124-127. (See Unitarianism, etc.) Warren, John Collins, Transcenden talism and Temperance, 149. Warren, Judge, of New Bedford, Warwick Castle, fire, 275. Washington City, addresses, 307, (See Anti-Slavery, etc.) Waterville College, Adelphi Society, 135142. Webster, Daniel: E B. Emerson s association with, 19 ; on Tudor, 28, 29 ; literary rank, 33 ; Seventh-of- March Speech, 303; times men- Weiss, John, Parker biography, 368. Wellington, Lord, seen by Emerson, Wesley, John, praise of, 306. (See Methodism.) Western Messenger, poems in, 128. West India Islands, Edward B. Em erson s death, 89. Westminster Abbey, Emerson s visit, 63, 64. (See Emerson s Books, English Traits, Eng land, etc.) Westminster Catechism, 298.- (See Calvinism, Religion, etc. ) Whipple, Edwin Percy: literary rank, 33 ; club, 223 ; on heredity, 389. White of Selborne, 228. Whitman, Walt: his enumerations, 325, 326 ; journal, 344, 346. Wilberforce, William, funeral, 64. Will : inspiration of, 289 ; power of, 290. Windermere, Lake, 70. (See Eng land.) Winthrop, Francis William, in col lege, 45. Wolfe, Charles, Burial of Moore, 416. Woman : her position, 212, 213, 251 ; crossing a street, 364. Woman s Club, 16. Words, Emerson s favorite, 404, 405. (See Emerson s Poems, Days.) Wordsworth, William : Emerson s account, 63 ; early reception, Ex- cursion, 92, 93; quoted, 96, 97; Tiutern Abbey, 103; influence INDEX. 441 148, 150 ; poetic rank, 281, 321 ; on Immortality, 293, 392; popu larity, 316; serenity, 335; study of nature, 337 ; times mentioned, 382 ; We are Seven, 393 ; prejudice against science, 401. Wotton, Sir Henry, quoted, 259. f AJfEEE : a spouting, 136 ; improve^ 176 ; whittling, 364. (See Amer ica, New England, etc.) Yoga, Hindoo idea, 397. Young, Brigham: Utah, 264, 268; on preexistence, 391. Young, Edward, influence in New England, 16, 17. ZOLA, EJIILE, offensive realism, 326. AMERICAN STATESMEN Biographies of Men famous in the Political History of the United States. Edited by JOHN T. MORSE, JR. Each volume, with por trait, i6mo, gilt top, #1.25. 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