The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 6, May, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 6, May, 1836
Various
American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
I believe these inuendoes are now beyond all cavil. The excuse of Tom
was, that George deserted his party, and that all's fair in politics.
Whether or not this were reasonable excuse, casuists may settle; but
there is one reflection incident to the anecdote, to which the years
1835-6 has given rise; and this is, how ungracefully looks the Irish
Anacreon, after such a well-authenticated charge, in raising a breeze
against poor Willis, for repeating what himself had said about
O'Connell, as a public speaker merely, at a large dinner party of Lady
Blessington's! The mote and the beam!
J. F. O.
AMERICAN SOCIAL ELEVATION.
The Spartan knew no other stimulus to exertion than the shining
glories of war. From infancy to old age he was ever learning the skill
and daring which belong to the battle field. His every mental
development was martial in its tendency. He saw in every feature of
his country's institutions an appeal to his warrior spirit. Imagine a
band of young ambitious minds circled around some aged patriot, who,
in the all-glowing language of arms, is describing the daring, the
glorious achievement which had immortalized the _Spartan_ character.
Listen to him as he portrays the bravery unrivalled, the death
unequalled, of those who fell at Thermopylæ or Leuctra; as he calls
upon their mighty shades to witness his words--and mark the youth how
intent, how all-intent they grow as he proceeds; their eyes flashing
with fire; their hands clenched; their teeth set. Do this, and you
have a faint idea of that kind of influence which moulded and directed
the mind of the Spartan. Is it wonderful that Sparta became the
military school of antiquity? Thus taught, the highest worship of her
youth was offered on the altars of war. Thus taught, their imagination
was ever picturing the fierce onset, the high conflict, the battle
won, and the laurel immortal which graced the victor's brow. Thus
taught, they were ever ready to seize the sword and shield and rush to
meet the invader. Thus taught, they served well their country and went
to their fancied home in the distant _Elysia_, to join the heroes whom
they had learned to admire, mourned and remembered by their
countrymen.
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