The Poems of Philip Freneau, Poet of the American Revolution. Volume 1 (of 3)Freneau, Philip Morin
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The Poems of Philip Freneau, Poet of the American Revolution. Volume 1 (of 3)
Freneau, Philip Morin
American poetry
"Can we never be thought
To have learning or grace
Unless it be brought
From that damnable place?"
he cried. But he reckoned without his countrymen. Not until Emerson's
day did it dawn upon America that it was possible for her to think for
herself and make poetry that did not echo the English bards. Thus did
America reject her earliest prophet; thus did she stop her ears and
compel him to lay aside his seven-stringed lyre for the horn and the
bagpipes.
Freneau lived to see his discarded harp in full tune in other hands,
first in England and then in his own land. There is something truly
pathetic in the figure of the old minstrel, who had realized almost
nothing of his early dreams, and yet who had been told by the great
Jeffries that the time would surely come when his poems would command a
commentator like Gray, who had been extravagantly praised by such
masters as Scott and Campbell, who had written to Madison as late as
1815, "my publisher tells me the town will have them [his verses] and of
course have them they will," it is pathetic to see this poet, in his
hoary old age, for he lived until 1832, realizing that he had been
utterly forgotten, witnessing the triumph of the very songs that had
haunted his youth, and seeing those who had not half his native ability
crowned by those who had rejected and forgotten him. Such ever is the
penalty of being born out of due time.
The present age has also been unjust to Freneau. It has left his poems
in their first editions, which are now extremely rare and costly; it has
scattered his letters and papers to the winds; it has garbled and
distorted his life in every book of reference; it has left untold the
true story of his career; it has judged him from generalizations that
have floated from no one knows where. But time works slowly with her
verdicts; true merit in the end is sure to receive its deserts; and
Freneau may even yet be given the place that is his.
[1] Ann Maury's _Memoirs of a Huguenot_.
[2] In the possession of the Historical Society of Pennsylvania.
[3] Madison Papers, Vol. XIII. p. 9.
[4] Introduction to the 1846 edition of "Modern Chivalry."
[5] The _United States Magazine_, February number.
[6] A perfectly preserved copy is in the possession of the Historical
Society of Pennsylvania.
[7] In the possession of Miss Adele M. Sweeney, Jersey City.
[8] Published in the _Freeman's Journal_, August 20, 1788.
[9] Published in the _Freeman's Journal_, July 8, 1789.
[10] _American Historical Review_, January, 1898.
[11] Randall's _Life of Jefferson_, vol. ii, 78.
[12] Randall's _Life of Thomas Jefferson_, ii, 81.
[13] _Writings of Jefferson_, i, 231.
[14] _Writings of Jefferson_, i, 251.
[15] Wallace Papers, vol. i. Pa. Hist. Soc.
[16] Madison Papers, vol. xxi, p. 70.
[17] In the possession of Adele M. Sweeney.
[18] In the possession of Mrs. Helen K. Vreeland.
[19] Madison Papers, xxxiv, p. 77.
[20] Madison Papers, vol. xxxv, p. 17.
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