Mr. Macy was born in Detroit, 1877; graduated from Harvard in 1899;
did editorial service on the _Youth's Companion_ and the _Boston
Herald_; and nowadays lives pensively in Greenwich Village, writing
a good deal for _The Freeman_ and _The Literary Review_. Perhaps,
if you were wandering on Fourth Street, east of Sixth Avenue, you
might see him treading thoughtfully along, with a wide sombrero
hat, and always troubled by an iron-gray forelock that droops over
his brow. You would know, as soon as you saw him, that he is a man
greatly lovable. I like to think of him as I first saw him, some
years ago, in front of the bright hearth of the charming St.
Botolph Club in Boston, where he was usually the center of an
animated group of nocturnal philosophers.
The essay was written in 1912, before the very real reawakening of
American creative work that began in the 'teens of this century.
The reader will find it interesting to consider how far Mr. Macy's
remarks might be modified if he were writing to-day.
_The Spirit of American Literature_ has been reissued in an
inexpensive edition by Boni and Liveright. It is a book well worth
owning.
AMERICAN literature is a branch of English literature, as truly as are
English books written in Scotland or South Africa. Our literature lies
almost entirely in the nineteenth century when the ideas and books of
the western world were freely interchanged among the nations and became
accessible to an increasing number of readers. In literature nationality
is determined by language rather than by blood or geography. M.
Maeterlinck, born a subject of King Leopold, belongs to French
literature. Mr. Joseph Conrad, born in Poland, is already an English
classic. Geography, much less important in the nineteenth century than
before, was never, among modern European nations, so important as we
sometimes are asked to believe. Of the ancestors of English literature
"Beowulf" is scarcely more significant, and rather less graceful, than
our tree-inhabiting forebears with prehensile toes; the true progenitors
of English literature are Greek, Latin, Hebrew, Italian, and French.
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