Louise Chandler Moulton, Poet and FriendWhiting, Lilian
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Louise Chandler Moulton, Poet and Friend
Whiting, Lilian
Moulton, Louise Chandler, 1835-1908
"I have two refreshments to chronicle,--one is Irving's
'Becket,' and not the stock-still, curiously inefficient
play, but just Irving's 'Becket,' otherwise 'St. Thomas of
Canterbury,' a flash and a breath from Heaven. Where does
that actor get his gift of everything spiritual and
supernatural? His charm to me is that he has great moral
power,--either inherent from the noble mind ... or else
acquired by art so subtle that I never got hold of the
like.... Surely, not everybody can see so into a character
... and measure its astonishing depth in humanity and
divinity."
_Archdeacon Wilberforce to Mrs. Moulton_
"DEAR MRS. CHANDLER-MOULTON: Thank you for your letter. On
page 237, of the book I send you, I have answered your
question 'Why cannot God make people good in the first
instance.' Because even God can only make things by means of
the process by which they become what they are. God could
not make a hundred-year-old tree in your garden in one
minute. He cannot make a moral being except through the
processes by means of which a moral being becomes what he
is. What does Walt Whitman say?
"Our life is closed, our life begins.
And again:
"In the divine ship, the World hasting Time and Space,
All People of the globe together sail, sail the same voyage,
are bound for the same destination...."
_Miss Robbins to Mrs. Moulton_
96 MT. VERNON ST.,
January 23, 1906.
MY DEAR MRS. MOULTON: This little note from Dean Hodges
belongs to you rather than to me. If you had never written
anything else all your life but this beautiful "Help Thou
Mine Unbelief," you have done something worth living for,
something truly great.
And now to explain a little. I was glad to meet Dean Hodges
at your house, and I asked him if among your poems he knew
this one that I so prized. I told him that I had shown it to
Dr. Momerie, who murmured, after reading it: "It is finer,
it is, than 'Lead, Kindly Light.'" Dr. Momerie then went on
to say there were only half a dozen good hymns, and that
this was one of them. As Dean Hodges did not know the poem,
I offered to copy it for him, as I have done for several
people before, and now this is his reply. Such praise from
such a man is praise indeed!
I had such an interesting time at your house, meeting such
interesting people, but what I wanted most was a
_tête-à-tête_ with my interesting hostess. I always want to
know you better.
Believe me, dear Mrs. Moulton,
Always yours,
JULIA ROBBINS.
_Dean Hodges to Miss Robbins_
[_Enclosed_]
THE DEANERY, CAMBRIDGE,
January 22, 1906.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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