New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-09-12

land and America demand increasing editions OF
these fascinating books. Ihis encnantlhg scnoini
brings into the very presence OF Homers women,
and their suDbright FORMS rs represented by niin.
are Just as real to they were to the heroes OF
the Had and Odyssey. With that pure and per1es'
maiden. Nausicaa. he makes us all IN love afresn'
and as her moving along the olive, ,
G d. %swn for the the S sa our princes:
is rcSindlcd with added fervcr. These studies
are full of suggestive thought. Every chapter Is
radiant with light fIom the Hellenic wmrld tEe Iu
of glory of "a ustrous, lovelier past ne emo
tons spcculations and passions OF an ldcil people
all set forth in these sculpturcsgue ana lu, ~
ous pages and rs we linger over them we thlnk Oh
those immortal smiles and tears depicted on the
Eginctan pedinenis preserved through the ages as
eternal records of noble human race that can never
be indifferent to mankind. In perusng the " Stud
les have often thought what enjoyment you
would have in reading many OF the eDaptcIs cs
pecially the concluding one. Inc philosophy con
tanned in that chapter yOu taught US long ago.
ana It's reproduction by Symonds Is thus uou"l!
welcome now. $780,
has edited and collected the complete works OF
shelley poetry and prose i'll regal FORM both as re-
CARDS type, paper and binding. 1t Is an euiaio Oh
worthy of the most musical OF singers, won 10 Us
from the pale planet Mercury"
must not omit to mention the advent OF a
specially noteworthy American book. a more eA-
Clarohco StSdmar's !Vctoran Poets" has not APP
pcaed since yon passed f EDwsS ator rs aI
lis value Is aitested by its exceptional en-
culatO both sides OF the water ihelr Is a Ien''
! able buoyancy of touch and certainty ci Judghcm
about the book winch are welcome a. they are
unusual. Your voice and pen Woula not ia I IT.
recognize Stedmau as true brother Oh thc ''HH az
| so often attempted and 50 seldom attained III our
| day Such volumes this one are not scanfy m
| tclleoiual yiands" but real nutrimont lor Needy
| souls.
| those two beloved old poets. of whom YOU spoke
with enthusiastic interest when we met III I-hGialu;
have taken t-ht for the EpS ft sld"'
and row we speak If Dana and Bryant a. having
passed forward into the nnnmerabie host. GU once
| reminded of the unwithefing laurcis que W
" Thanatopss." Its noble author is now one OF your
| sacred band " serene creators OF Immortal tnliGs
You were always intcTeS'sn IN pan nr t"
| American artist. when he soiourned in England
more than half a century ACC and hai ior MS mt
mate friends Coleridgc and HaZhtt Alst0hs Itpu-
tation rs painter has never dninishee anu , i,is
| high place in modern art never been approached
untl William Hunt set up iils easel anu ca'meu,
| by right Of genius. nndlsputed bT0tberh0od WIN
| him HINT has recently LAID down his palette ana
become an absentee from this side OF eternity: pc
loved by all vino had the D"on so, % bi ms
| better than fame. the deep affection OF his con
temporanes. the tender DEVOTION OF Those VINO
sought instruction from his faclie. vigorous hai.u
| and brain. Now that Hunt has gone IRON TINS Ill
| urnal round Ellhu Vedder steps forward, by r'gnt
of original excellence. INTO the vacated front: lI's
subjects are unhackneyed ones, and MS treatment
of them $40, gereriS One OF our poets not IoHS ago
published two powerful verses Ill lna2az'ne' ana
the painter. recognizing their cohpri!'h. noioc w
| illustration has made out OF them picture quite
worthy of the poem. These are the lines, entltled
"Ideptitv" from which Vedder has produced mas
| terly painting;
| somewhcre-iu desolate windswept space
| In twilght-lani--in No-man's lauG-
Two hurrying shapes met face 10 iAce'
| And babe each oth@r stand
| "And who are you Z" cried one. a.gape,
! Shuddeiiug IN the cleaning iislL
| IL know not said IN second shape
| Il only died last night!
| Teunyson and Browning still singing their
own matches tnenes. IKE some OF T TdpI
hard 10 understand, but II Is true genius, notWith
| standing. Tennyson, like Raphael, pants oniy
| what j. in the zenith Of human comprehension, a.
| Though some of his dramas, We are tod, are I0i 4
| success on the Euglish stage. \ critic IN one OF
| the theatrical journals complains that one OF ne
| iou1e,te, pays lacked effective pronOuns.' his
| recalled t. my mind ieo,ned commentators remark
| that the Iliad would have been greatly improved u
| il could have had more adVerhs Judici"isy
| inerspersed her and there go
Beautiful tributes TO yourself and Your writings
| have appeared from time to time bo'n II hnIand
| and America. The Quarterly Ptridr, and BidckWoo1S
| NGOdzine both among the rcvlcls during Yoni so
jouin here have gwen utterance to hearty words
MasSey in The North British Reriec has spoken clio
! uuently of your books. Alexander ireland, most
enthusiastic and genial among Your admirers has
| printed n valuable list of your works chronologl-
caly arranged, with notes appended that render MS
volume priceless one i'll literary ciIitIclsm DECK
Tosnd a Charming paper toucling your
| genus and chalactcr. and concluSiveiy denyMgthc
| foolish statement sometimes made Win GeEdfu 10
| the original of certain character IN HI; Ble4k
House" Carlyle. Macauay, EAwln Whipplc,
Richard Horne, Mary Milford. Haunay and other
1udpes of what is best in literature have spoken in
the right VEN of your assured position Ill Engl isn
letters. LaunceOi Cross has lately printed dainty
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author. On his title page. - Indicating DIS cilng
for your works he has this motto from Co!clldge:
"Thcn the bank where Amaranths blow.
Have traced fOuDt whence streams OF nectar nOW
Launcelot's notes gathered up al the end of his
book are delicious morses for all who love your
detachable declarations.
But my letter is already disgracefully long.
Mortality grows proiix with advancing age.
Pardon something to admirlng friendship. ana q
desire to extend the Knowledge Of your wit
and wisdom wherever | have opportunity. 1onr
Theoditus Las sung to us In doiciul strain his
solemn fat.
Alas! when mallows in the garden die,
Green parsley or the crisp luxutiaut an.
They live again. aud flower another year;
But We how great sO'er. or IODg, or wise,
Wien die, sleep In the senaeiess earth
Would that | were able to receive from yon
another of those inspiring sheets that came SvToSs
gone by but alas that other stream no cor
Resemblance has ever crossed lou, and the great
minority with Won, uH,ioubtedly understand the
reason why With loving and respectful regard,
j. l. Y.
Mapcheser-by- hc-Sed, Moss, L. S. A.. Aug, 1850.
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