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684 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1995
Emerson was hoping for a 'visitation of the high muse,' for a visionary experience of life-altering intensity. He was after the sort of experience with which he could lift the reader or hearer "by a happy violence into a religious beatitude, or into a Socratic trance and imparadise him in ideas" (352).Yikes. As much as I tend to appreciate romanticism and what I would term a mythic sensitivity, these types of overt ambitions from a writer seem self-indulgent at best and self-important at worst. Do fans of Blake, for example, tend to enjoy Emerson? - I don't know. Meanwhile, I suppose I just don't like Emerson and reading a biography of him, no matter how smartly rendered, will never suffice to enlighten me about what others see in him. Oh well.
”Attending the deathbed of an old revolutionary soldier named Captain Greene, Emerson could think of nothing to say. Seeing a collection of medicine bottles on the table beside the captain’s bed, he began to talk about glassmaking. “Young man,” said the not-yet-departed hero, “If you don’t know your business, you had better go home.”
”Coleridge notes that there are four kinds of readers: the hourglass, the sponge, the jelly bag, and the Golconda. In the first everything that runs in runs right out again. The sponge gives out all it took in, only a little dirtier. The jelly bag keeps only the refuse. The Golconda runs everything through a sieve and keeps only the diamonds”.