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Title: A short history of England’s and America’s literature, by Eva March Tappan
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Tappan, Eva March, 1854-1930
Subjects: English literature American literature
Publisher: Boston, New York [etc.] Houghton, Mifflin and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress
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scribe beautiful scenes; but, save for TheCotter s Saturday Nighty there is hardly another that givesso vivid a picture of home life. We almost feel the chillin the air before the coming storm ; we fancy that we arewith the group who sit the clean-winged hearth about : we listen to the tales of witchcraft old, the stories ofIndian attacks, of life in the logging camps ; we see theschoolmaster, the Dartmouth boy who is teasing themitten-blinded cat and telling of college pranks. Themother turns her wheel, and the days pass till the storm isover and the roads are open. The poem is true, simple,and vivid, and it is full of such phrases as the sun, asnow-blown traveller ; the great throat of the chimney 320 AMERICAS LITERATURE [1866 laughed; between the andirons straddling feet, —phrases that outline a picture with the sure and certaintouch of a master. The poem is real, but with thereality given by the brush of an artist. Snow-Bound isWhittiers masterpiece; but The Eternal Goodness and
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THE KITCHEN OF SNOW-BOUND some of his ballads, The Barefoot Boy, In School-Days,Among the Hills, Telling the Bees, and a few other poems,come so close to the heart that they can never be for-gotten. Whittier was always fond of children. The story istold that he came from the pine woods one day with hispet, Phebe, and said merrily, Phebe is seventy, I amseven, and we both act like sixty. He lived to see hiseighty-fifth birthday in the midst of love and honors. Onewho was near him when the end came tells us that amonghis last whispered words were Love to the world. 29. Harriet Beecher Stowe, 1811-1896. When thefuture novelist was a child in school in Litchfield, Con- 1811-1852] THE ANTI-SLAVERY WRITERS 321 necticut, her father, Dr. Beecher, one day went to visit theacademy. Classes were ca]led up to recite; then com-positions were read. One of these was on this subject : Can the Immortality of the Soul be proved from theLight of Nature ? It was remarkably well written, andDr. Beecher as
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