studies of lowell-第7章

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walk　to　Beaver　Brook；　and　of　having　wished　to　jump　from　one　stone　to
another　in　the　stream；　and　of　having　had　to　give　it　up。　　He　said；　without
completing　the　sentence；　If　it　had　come　to　that　with　him！　　Then　he　fell
silent　again；　and　with　some　vain　talk　of　seeing　him　when　I　came　back　in
the　fall；　I　went　away　sick　at　heart。　　I　was　not　to　see　him　again；　and　I
shall　not　look　upon　his　like。

I　am　aware　that　I　have　here　shown　him　from　this　point　and　from　that　in　a
series　of　sketches　which　perhaps　collectively　impart；　but　do　not　assemble
his　personality　in　one　impression。　　He　did　not；　indeed；　make　one
impression　upon　me；　but　a　thousand　impressions；　which　I　should　seek　in
vain　to　embody　in　a　single　presentment。　　What　I　have　cloudily　before　me
is　the　vision　of　a　very　lofty　and　simple　soul；　perplexed；　and　as　it　were
surprised　and　even　dismayed　at　the　complexity　of　the　effects　from　motives
so　single　in　it；　but　escaping　always　to　a　clear　expression　of　what　was
noblest　and　loveliest　in　itself　at　the　supreme　moments；　in　the　divine
exigencies。　　I　believe　neither　in　heroes　nor　in　saints；　but　I　believe　in
great　and　good　men；　for　I　have　known　them；　and　among　such　men　Lowell　was
of　the　richest　nature　I　have　known。　　His　nature　was　not　always　serene　or
pellucid；　it　was　sometimes　roiled　by　the　currents　that　counter　and　cross
in　all　of　us；　but　it　was　without　the　least　alloy　of　insincerity；　and　it
was　never　darkened　by　the　shadow　of　a　selfish　fear。　　His　genius　was　an
instrument　that　responded　in　affluent　harmony　to　the　power　that　made　him
a　humorist　and　that　made　him　a　poet；　and　appointed　him　rarely　to　be　quite
either　alone。








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