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Show viii the same thrilling correspondence of sound to sense-the same electrifying estro joined to high and powerful conceptions of moral beauty and sublimity, which have b~come thus strong and exalted, because the writer 'lives as a life what he apprehends as a truth.' * It is to be regretted, as a loss to American Lit· erature, that one so highly gifted as a poet should devote so little time to poetic labors. But he may derive satisfaction from the idea, that his labors fat· the honor of our nation, in a far nobler sense, will ultimately give freedom and life to her literature-now withering beneath the soul-enslaving censorship of a public, who exact of an author that he shall not um·eseTvedly name the rery narne of Freedom. Alas for eloquence, r10etry and piety, when the ora~or, yielding his soul to the management of covetousness and oppressive ambition, is compelled to check the indi gnant burst of soul with which, in his chilJhood and youth, he had learned to speak of traffic in slaves t :-and when the poet and • n.. W. Emerson. t ~pceeh of 1J u11. Pcl(•g Sprague in Fancuil Hall-' I mean, Sir, the foreign ~la1c traJe! • ix: the p:·eacher alike arc dragged at the chariotwheels of a SLAVEUOLDING REPUDLIC. A kindly and generous spirit, filled like that of 'Vhitti er, ' with all gentleness and calmest hope,' makes a sac rifice of its most cherished delights and occupations when it springs to the defence of the difficult pass which commands the battlefield of Christian Freedom, with the determination to defend it unto blood, and yet to shed none. Except in this difference of opinion as to the mode of eflecting deliverance from oppt·ession, Whittier is the Korner of America.* "' IIow many h<'arts among the t\mcrican Aholitionists, heat in sympathy with the feelings thus expressed by the Hero-poet of Germany: 'Let me pro1·c a worthy ~;on of my Father-land. Now, when 1 know how t:n· this world';~ happiness can rr.ach; now, when all the stars of good flortunc shine over lllC , f.til· a1HI propitious; NOW is it by my God, a nuL\c spirit which ~:t irs in me; now do J give a mighty proof that no offering is too great for man's highest blessing -the Freedom of his Coumry ! The great moment calls for great hearts; and within me 1lo I feel the powct• to he a rock amidst this raging ufthc wave;; of nation;;. I must away-and throw my breast with fearlc~s furcc :1gain!l this storm of seas. Shalt I be cowardly content with my L!p·e to arouse my conqueri1Jg brollur3, by :~ounding afler them songs of triumph? No. I know what anx- |