A multitude of young men are growing up here of high
promise, and I compare gladly the social poverty of my youth with
the power on which these draw. The Lowell race, again, in our
War yielded three or four martyrs so able and tender and true,
that James Russell Lowell cannot allude to them in verse or prose
but the public is melted anew. Well, all these know you well,
have read and will read you, yes, and will prize and use your
benefaction to the College; and I believe it would add hope,
health, and strength to you to come and see them.
In my much writing I believe I have left the chief things unsaid.
But come! I and my house wait for you.
Affectionately,
R.W. Emerson
CLXXXVIa. Emerson to Carlyle
Concord, 10 April, 1871
My Dear Friend,--I fear there is no pardon from you, none from
myself, for this immense new gap in our correspondence. Yet no
hour came from month to month to write a letter, since whatever
deliverance I got from one web in the last year served only to
throw me into another web as pitiless.
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