The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 2, September, 1851Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 2, September, 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
Mr. Boker is one of the youngest of American authors. He is a native
of Philadelphia, and was born, we believe, in the year 1824. After the
usual preparatory studies in the city of his birth, he entered the
college at Princeton, New Jersey, of which he is a graduate. In
addition to the collegiate course, however, he devoted much time to
the study of Anglo-Saxon, and to the perusal of the early masters of
English literature, whose influence is discernible in all his earlier
poems. Soon after leaving college he made a visit to France and
England, but was obliged to return after having been but a short time
abroad, owing to the critical state of his health. He was at that time
suffering under a pulmonary disease which threatened to be fatal, but
all symptoms of which, fortunately, have since disappeared. On his
return he took up his residence in Philadelphia, which continues to be
his home. Three or four years since he was married to an accomplished
lady of that city.
Mr. Boker first appeared as an author at the commencement of the year
1848, when a volume of his poems, under the title of _The Lesson of
Life_, was published in Philadelphia. The publication of a volume was
no light ordeal to a young poet whose name was unknown, and who, we
believe, had never before seen himself in print. The lack of
self-observation and self-criticism, which can only be acquired when
the author's thoughts have taken the matter-of-fact garb of type,
would of itself be sufficient to obscure much real promise. In spite
of these disadvantages, the book contained much that gave the reader
the impression of a mind of genuine and original power. We remember
being puzzled at its seeming incongruity, the bold, mature, and
masculine character of its thought being so strikingly at variance
with its frequent crudities of expression. It seemed to us the work of
a man in the prime of life, whose poetic feeling had taken a sudden
growth, and moved somewhat unskilfully in the unaccustomed trammels of
words, rather than the first essay of a brain glowing with the fresh
inspiration of youth.
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