George Edward Woodberry
George Edward Woodberry, Litt. D., LL. D. (May 12, 1855 – January 2, 1930) was an American literary critic and poet. Biography. Education. Woodberry was born in Beverly, Massachusetts, on May 12, 1855. The Woodberrys or Woodburys—various spellings of the name exist—immigrated early and, since settlement took root on the North Shore, have been native to Beverly and neighboring seaport towns. Receiving his preparation at the Phillips Exeter Academy, he entered Harvard College in 1872. Owing, however, to ill health, he was unable to continue with his class. He re-entered in 1875 and was graduated  in 1877. Another distinguished member was the then Governor of Massachusetts. Woodberry took highest final honors in philosophy, and was awarded an Oration at Commencement. This essay, on the "Relation of Pallas Athene to Athens", owes its preservation in a permanent form to the fact that he was forbidden to deliver it, because of the disapproval of its substance by the Committee of the Faculty in charge. His college friends asked his consent to print for him a small edition, copies of which are now rare. This and his early college poems, of which there is a selection in ‘’Verses  from the Harvard Advocate’’ (1876), were his first-fruits. Professorship. In 1877-78 he was acting Professor of English and History in the University of Nebraska. In 1878 he went to New York as an assistant editor on "The Nation", and in the following year, moved to Cambridge, where he continued his editorial work, besides contributing to the "Atlantic Monthly" and "Harper's". In 1880 he was recalled to Nebraska, where for two years he held the English professorship; but at the end of that time, together with several associates in the Faculty, he was dismissed from his chair, as  a result of one of those contests usual in the early life of Western colleges. Works. In the fall of 1882, the "History of Wood-Engraving" (Harpers) appeared, written, not in a technical manner, but in pleasing, cultivated sympathy with the subject as a study in art. The next two years were quietly but busily spent in Beverly. "The North Shore Watch: a Threnody", was first printed in 1883 in a private edition of two hundred copies. Two years later was published his "Edgar Allan Poe", one of the marked successes of the "American Men of Letters Series", and the  work by which its author is perhaps most widely known. It became almost at once the recognized authority on Poe, and did a true service to American literature in dispelling some myths of popular tradition. Woodberry went to Italy in 1885, but soon returned, apparently disheartened with his journey, in which he saw much in foreign conditions of life to distress and disturb him. Soon after this experience, came his "My Country". It first appeared in a very limited separate impression; then in the "Atlantic Monthly" and in 1888, Professor John K. Paine, using the poem as a libretto, composed  a cantata, "A Song of Praise", which was performed at the Festival at Cincinnati in that year. Woodberry again visited Italy in the winter of 1888-89, this time in happier mood. During 1890, the "North Shore Watch, and Other Poems", and "Studies in Letters and Life" were published. For twelve years, Woodberry was an almost constant writer to the literary portion of "The Nation". He also, during Aldrich's editorship, was anonymously, and for this reason able, the more forcibly, to assert his critical strength in the "Atlantic Monthly". He contributed one paper to the "Fortnightly Review" in 1882 , and during 1888 wrote regularly, mostly upon literary topics, for the "Boston Post". He contributed the entry on American Literature to the 11th edition of the "Encyclopædia Britannica" (1910) under the initials "G.E.W.". In 1891–1904 he was professor of comparative literature at Columbia University. He was elected to the American Academy of Arts and Letters. He wrote a number of books as well. After his death in 1930, he was posthumously awarded one of the first three Frost Medals for lifetime achievement in poetry by the Poetry Society of America. The Woodberry Poetry Room at Harvard University is named in  his honor. At home. His summers were spent in Beverly, his winters in Boston, where he lived quietly among a few friends. To him younger men go easily, sure that he remembers the days of his own youth and loves theirs the better for it. “The critical reach of Mr. Woodberry's mind is well shown in the soundness and judgment of the study of Poe, in the essay on Keats, in the remarkable paper on the Byron centenary, and in the sober admiration for Shelley shot through nearly all he has written. In the Threnody, in his sonnets, and  single poems like "Victor's Bird," we learn something of his strength and sweetness. It has been said of his poetry that there is no "love" in it, and yet the work of his fullest expression, "Agathon", is wholly of Love. The spirit of beauty, and a zeal for a wisely tempered democracy—these are on every page. In his prose he seems to deliver the burden of what he feels that he ought to say, whether in softness or in firmness; in his verses one may easily discover what most the poet cherishes. He takes nobody by storm; like  the kingdom of heaven, but unlike so many of his craft, he does not come by violence, either in his personal appearance and manners or in the structure and form of his thought.” Selected list of works. Other publications: He edited "The complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley" (1892); "Lamb's Essays of Elia" (1892); "The Works of Edgar Allan Poe", with E. C. Stedman (1895); and "Select Poems of Aubrey de Vere" (1894). He wrote compositions in the "National Studies in American Letters," and "Columbia University Studies in Comparative Literature", (nine volumes). Quotes. "Defeat is not the worst  of failures. Not to have tried is the true failure." "The sense that someone else cares always helps, because it is the sense of love" "If you can't have faith in what is held up to you for faith, you must find things to believe in yourself, for a life without faith in something is too narrow a space to live."