A History of American Literature Since 1870Pattee, Fred Lewis
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A History of American Literature Since 1870
Pattee, Fred Lewis
American literature -- 19th century -- History and criticism; American literature -- 20th century -- History and criticism
Burroughs's first work appeared that same year in the New York
_Leader_, a series of papers under the heading "From the Back
Country"--crude things compared with Higginson's polished work, yet
filled with a genuineness and a freshness that were notable. All of
his earlier sketches were the work of a careful observer who wrote
from sheer love of Nature. Moreover, they were the work of a dreamer
and a poet. As the years took him farther from that marvelous boyhood,
the light upon it grew softer and more golden. He dreamed of it in the
spring when the bluebird called and the high-hole; he dreamed of it on
his walks in the city suburbs when the swallows greeted him and the
warblers. His _Atlantic_ paper "With the Birds," now the first chapter
of his published works, begins with the sentence, now suppressed, "Not
in the spirit of exact science, but rather with the freedom of love and
old acquaintance, would I celebrate some of the minstrels of the field
and forest." And years later, when he wrote the general introduction to
his works, he could say:
My first book, _Wake-Robin_, was written while I was a
government clerk in Washington. It enabled me to live over
again the days I had passed with the birds and in the scenes
of my youth. I wrote the book sitting at a desk in front of
an iron wall. I was keeper of a vault in which many millions
of bank notes were stored. During my long periods of leisure I
took refuge in my pen. How my mind reacted from the iron wall
in front of me and sought solace in memories of the birds and
of summer fields and woods! Most of the chapters of _Winter
Sunshine_ were written at the same desk. The sunshine there
referred to is of a richer quality than is found in New York
and New England.
That was the secret of the early work of John Burroughs: to him Nature
was a part of his boyhood, with boyhood's light upon it. He dreamed
of her when the city homesickness was upon him and when he wrote of
her he wrote from a full heart. He felt every line of it; the light
that plays over it is indeed of "richer quality" than is found over
any actual hills. A part of his early popularity came undoubtedly from
the sentiment which he freely mingled with his studies of field and
woodland.
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