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than half a dozen homes were opened to me, where
I might have been received as a guest and member
of the family; and the number of these homes
increases daily. I have had invitations even from
Quakers. Would that I could have accepted one
fifth of these!
On the Hudson, Saturday, October 20. My
happiest hours here are those which I spend alone
in the forenoon, in my room, with American books
which Mr. Downing lends me, and those passed
in the evening with my host and hostess, sitting in
the little darkened parlor with bookcases and busts
around us, and the fire quietly glimmering in the
large fireplace. There, by the evening lamp, Mr.
Downing and his wife read to me by turns passages
from their most esteemed American poets. Afterward
I carry the books with me up into my chamber;
in this way I have become acquainted with
Bryant, Lowell, and Emerson, all of them
representatives, in however dissimilar manner, of the
life of the New World. Bryant sings especially of
its natural life, of its woods, its prairies, its peculiar
natural scenes and phenomena; and his song
breathes the quiet, fresh inspiration of that life.
One feels the sap circulating through the veins of
the plant, and the leaves shooting forth. His
Thanatopsis, or night song, is a largely conceived,
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