Word: thoreau
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...delicacy of his reaction to the New England scene. Wit and humor and wisdom made him one of the best talkers of his generation. These qualities pervade his essays and his letters, and the latter in particular reveal those ardons and fidelities of friendship which men like Emerson and Thoreau longed after without ever quite experiencing. Lowell's cosmopolitan reputation, which was greatly enhanced in the last decade of his life, seemed to his old associates of the Saturday Club only a fit recognition of the learning, wit, and fine imagination which had been familiar to them from the first...
...tradition is no solely Hollis tradition which is presented, but belongs to us all. The generous old Sir Thomas Hollis, the martial "Washington Corps," the great nineteenth century figures--Thoreau and Summer and Emerson and the rest--these men belong to Harvard tradition not less than to Hollis lore. In the words of John Harvard's closing speech, "We feel ourselves a link in that entail which binds all natures past with all that are to be." That Hollis has a particularly rich history is an accident, perhaps, but the story is one that belongs to Harvard as a whole...
...shall the balance be redressed? The writers of the prize essays are at some pains to suggest definite things that might be done. One of them is "more celebrations in connection with our illustrious graduates." One seldom hears mentioned the names, for instance, of Emerson, Longfellow, Summer, or Thoreau. Even Lincoln's birthday went by without any observance. The point here is that the undergraduate would be led to note the absence of names of men of athletic fame in the past, and to reflect upon the significance of it. Then the more intellectual clubhouses might be made to rival...
...strength to save it. "At a House Party," by Clarence Britten is an attempt to tell one of the author's too-subtle, evanescent short stories in verse; it does not "get there" enough to make it quite worth while. Mr. Thayer's "Adieu" is graceful and meaningless; the "Thoreau" of Rollo Britten is the best verse in the paper. It says something with force and phrasing. Paul Marriet's "Crepuscule" moves those who knew him, if only by the memories it evokes...