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New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 189
Appendix. Remarks of Wendell Phillips at the funeral of Lydia Maria Child, October 23, 1880. Mrs. Child's character was one of rare elements, and their combination in one person rarer still. She was the outgrowth of New England theology, traditions, and habits -the finest fruit of these: but she could have been born and bred nowhere but in New England. There were all the charms and graceful elements which we call feminine, united with a masculine grasp and vigor; sound judgment andNew England. There were all the charms and graceful elements which we call feminine, united with a masculine grasp and vigor; sound judgment and great breadth; large common sense and capacity for every-day usefulness; endurance, foresight, strength, and skill. A creature not too bright and good For human nature's daily food. But lavishly endowed, her gifts were not so remarkable as the admirable conscientiousness with which she used them. Indeed, an earnest purpose, vigilant conscientiousness, were the keys to her whole life and its best explanation. We shall better understand her life if we remember it was governed by the d
Nazareth, Pennsylvania (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): chapter 189
On all who sat without. Of many a hint of life beyond the veil, And many a ghostly tale Wherewith the ages spanned the gulf between The seen and the unseen, Seeking from omen, trance, and dream to gain Solace to doubtful pain, And touch, with groping hands, the garment hem Of truth sufficing them, We talked; and, turning from the sore unrest Of all all-baffling quest, We thought of holy lives that from us passed Hopeful unto the last, As if they saw beyond the river of death, Like Him of Nazareth, The many mansions of the Eternal days Lift up their gates of praise. And, hushed to silence by a reverent awe, Methought, 0 friend, I saw In thy true life of word, and work, and thought, The proof of all we sought. Did we not witness in the life of thee Immortal prophecy? And feel, when with thee, that thy footsteps trod An everlasting road? Not for brief days thy generous sympathies, Thy scorn of selfish ease; Not for the poor prize of an earthly goal Thy strong uplift of soul. Than t
Massachusetts (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 189
fashionable and aristocratic, and then the only, public library — paid her the almost unique compliment of sending her a free ticket of admission. When, in 1833, she published her Appeal in behalf of that Class of Americans called Africans, she of course sent that library a copy. Whether they ever placed the book on their shelves I do not know, but at any rate the directors immediately withdrew her ticket of admission. And a prominent lawyer, afterwards a notorious attorney-general of Massachusetts, is said to have used tongs to fling the obnoxious volume out of his window. This is a sad record; but to recall it is only fair tribute to the young author, who never faltered; only gave to the hated and struggling cause a more public adhesion and a more liberal support. Hardly ever was there a costlier sacrifice. Few of us can appreciate it to-day. Narrow means just changing to ease; after a weary struggle, fame and social position in her grasp; every door opening before her; the
Ralph Waldo Emerson (search for this): chapter 189
ene change at once. Obloquy and hard work ill-paid; almost every door shut against her, the name she had made a talisman turned to a reproach, and life henceforth a sacrifice. How serenely she took up that cross, how bravely she bore it almost till life's close! In religious speculation Mrs. Child moved in the very van. Her studies and friendships were with the foremost scholars. But it was not merely indifferentism, dissent, and denial — that negative and aggressive element to which Emerson has, of late, so strongly objected. She was penetrated with a deep religious fervor; as devotional, as profound and tender a sentiment as the ignorant devotee. It has been my lot to find more bigotry and narrowness among free religionists than among their opponents. But Mrs. Child in her many-sidedness did not merely bear with other creeds; she heartily sympathized with all forms of religious belief, pagan, classic, oriental, and Christian. All she asked was that they should be real.
Christian (search for this): chapter 189
— that negative and aggressive element to which Emerson has, of late, so strongly objected. She was penetrated with a deep religious fervor; as devotional, as profound and tender a sentiment as the ignorant devotee. It has been my lot to find more bigotry and narrowness among free religionists than among their opponents. But Mrs. Child in her many-sidedness did not merely bear with other creeds; she heartily sympathized with all forms of religious belief, pagan, classic, oriental, and Christian. All she asked was that they should be real. That condition present, she saw lovingly their merits and gave to each the fullest credit for its honesty of purpose. Her Progress of Religious Ideas was no mere intellectual effort. It was the natural utterance of a deep, kindly, and respectful sympathy with each. There was no foolish tenderness, no weak sentimentality about her. She held every one, as she did herself, strictly to the sternest responsibility. Still there was the most lo
Hellas (search for this): chapter 189
And, hushed to silence by a reverent awe, Methought, 0 friend, I saw In thy true life of word, and work, and thought, The proof of all we sought. Did we not witness in the life of thee Immortal prophecy? And feel, when with thee, that thy footsteps trod An everlasting road? Not for brief days thy generous sympathies, Thy scorn of selfish ease; Not for the poor prize of an earthly goal Thy strong uplift of soul. Than thine was never turned a fonder heart To nature and to art In fair-formed Hellas in her golden prime, Thy Philothea's time. Yet, loving beauty, thou couldst pass it by, And for the poor deny Thyself, and see thy fresh, sweet flower of fame Wither in blight and blame. Sharing His love who holds in His embrace The lowliest of our race, Sure the Divine economy must be Conservative of thee! For truth must live with truth, self-sacrifice Seek out its great allies; Good must find good by gravitation sure, And love with love endure. And so, since thou hast passed within the g
Lydia Maria Child (search for this): chapter 189
Appendix. Remarks of Wendell Phillips at the funeral of Lydia Maria Child, October 23, 1880. Mrs. Child's character was one of rare Mrs. Child's character was one of rare elements, and their combination in one person rarer still. She was the outgrowth of New England theology, traditions, and habits -the finest she bore it almost till life's close! In religious speculation Mrs. Child moved in the very van. Her studies and friendships were with the rrowness among free religionists than among their opponents. But Mrs. Child in her many-sidedness did not merely bear with other creeds; she n it saps independence and shuts up the over-careful hand. But Mrs. Child's prudence never held back one needed bold word, and was only to more than she could do to wisely distribute her income, and that Mrs. Child could and should help her in that, it was like her also to change on a whole sheet when half a one would suffice. I do not think, Mrs. Child, you can afford to give so much just now, I said to her once, whe
Americans (search for this): chapter 189
ng, never disturbed her clear judgment or tempted her to any undue compromise. There were few women authors when, in 1821-22, she published her first novels. The success of these was so brilliant, and a woman's success then so rare, that the Boston Athenaeum,--still the most fashionable and aristocratic, and then the only, public library — paid her the almost unique compliment of sending her a free ticket of admission. When, in 1833, she published her Appeal in behalf of that Class of Americans called Africans, she of course sent that library a copy. Whether they ever placed the book on their shelves I do not know, but at any rate the directors immediately withdrew her ticket of admission. And a prominent lawyer, afterwards a notorious attorney-general of Massachusetts, is said to have used tongs to fling the obnoxious volume out of his window. This is a sad record; but to recall it is only fair tribute to the young author, who never faltered; only gave to the hated and stru
Wendell Phillips (search for this): chapter 189
Appendix. Remarks of Wendell Phillips at the funeral of Lydia Maria Child, October 23, 1880. Mrs. Child's character was one of rare elements, and their combination in one person rarer still. She was the outgrowth of New England theology, traditions, and habits -the finest fruit of these: but she could have been born and bred nowhere but in New England. There were all the charms and graceful elements which we call feminine, united with a masculine grasp and vigor; sound judgment and great breadth; large common sense and capacity for every-day usefulness; endurance, foresight, strength, and skill. A creature not too bright and good For human nature's daily food. But lavishly endowed, her gifts were not so remarkable as the admirable conscientiousness with which she used them. Indeed, an earnest purpose, vigilant conscientiousness, were the keys to her whole life and its best explanation. We shall better understand her life if we remember it was governed by the div
John Greenleaf Whittier (search for this): chapter 189
f all we sought. Did we not witness in the life of thee Immortal prophecy? And feel, when with thee, that thy footsteps trod An everlasting road? Not for brief days thy generous sympathies, Thy scorn of selfish ease; Not for the poor prize of an earthly goal Thy strong uplift of soul. Than thine was never turned a fonder heart To nature and to art In fair-formed Hellas in her golden prime, Thy Philothea's time. Yet, loving beauty, thou couldst pass it by, And for the poor deny Thyself, and see thy fresh, sweet flower of fame Wither in blight and blame. Sharing His love who holds in His embrace The lowliest of our race, Sure the Divine economy must be Conservative of thee! For truth must live with truth, self-sacrifice Seek out its great allies; Good must find good by gravitation sure, And love with love endure. And so, since thou hast passed within the gate Whereby awhile I wait, I give blind grief and blinder sense the lie: Thou hast not lived to die! John Greenleaf Whittier.
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