Memoirs of Anne C.L. Botta,: written by her friends. With selections from her correspondence and from her writings in prose and poetry.

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very well with your amiable sex, and I fear it is too late for me
to learn "new tricks." I am living more in "the ideal "!
Thro' long, long years to seek, to strive, to yearn,
For woman's love, and never quench that thirst
No more! Will it be asking too much of you to request the
pleasure of another letter? Renewing my best wishes for your
pleasure and happiness, I remain, truly your friend and obedient
servant,
THOS. H. SEYMOUR.
EXTRACTS FROM R. W. EMERSON'S LETTERS.1
CONCORD, MASS., May 28, 1866.
Dear Mrs. Botta:... I hope that having found so frank and
intelligent good-will in your house, I may not lose it. I even
persuade myself that my next visit will be better than the last,
since we shall begin at some advance; and who knows but we
shall arrive at our best experiences! I For I think in the short
winter days-and in New-York they are shortest-we left many
good topics untouched, and hardly came into the precincts of
those which interest each of us most....
March 16, 1869.
I am glad you find Huxley interesting. He is an acknowledged
master in England. As long ago as the Prince of Wales was here
in Boston, Dr. Acland interested us much in him. But I have
read him less than his compeers-Owen, Tyndall, and Darwin.
Natural science is the point of interest now, and I think it is dimming and extinguishing a good deal that was called poetry. These
sublime and all-reconciling revelations of nature will exact of
poetry a correspondent height and scope, or put an end to it.
1 For other letters of Mr. Emerson see pages 177, 178.
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