During the early s, the painter and architect Filippo Brunelleschi designed the great Duomo cathedral dome in Florence c. The Ospedale degli Innocenti c. Brunelleschi also rediscovered the principles of linear perspective, which the more refined Leon Battista Alberti examined further and documented. Alberti, as a writer, architect, philosopher, and poet, became known as the true Renaissance Man of many skills and interests. His design of the Palazzo Rucellai c. What is called the "High Renaissance" was dominated by the works of Leonardo da Vinci and the young upstart Michelangelo Buonarroti These artists built on the works of those who came before them, extending a classical brilliance that is admired to this day.
Leonardo, famous for his paintings of The Last Supper and the Mona Lisa , continued the tradition of what we call the "Renaissance Man. As an urban planner, like the ancient Romans before him, da Vinci spent his last years in France, planning a Utopian city for the King.
During the s, the great Renaissance master, the radical Michelangelo Buonarroti , painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel and designed the dome for St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican. Michelangelo's most recognizable sculptures are arguably the Pieta and the grand foot marble statue of David. The Renaissance in Europe was a time when art and architecture were inseparable and the skills and talents of a single man could change the course of culture. Often talents worked together under Papal direction— Raphael, another High Renaissance artist, is said to have worked on St.
Peter's Basilica, too. A Classical approach to architecture spread through Europe, thanks to books by two important Renaissance architects. Originally printed in , the Canon of the Five Orders of Architecture by Giacomo da Vignola was a practical textbook for the 16th-century builder.
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It was a "how-to" pictorial description for building with different types of Greek and Roman columns. Crapo went to Michigan, reported favorably and the loan was made. I asked a man who had known Mr. Arnold what he supposed influenced Mr. Arnold to make the loan.
That was not the answer I was looking for. I hoped he would say it was Mr. I might complete the story of the incident by relating that Driggs could not finance the undertaking after all. He came back and offered to sell the property to Mr. Arnold said he would buy it if Henry H.
Crapo would go out and manage the business. Crapo went and an outcome was the election of Henry H. Crapo as governor of Michigan. So Mr. Arnold had more than one reason for his regard for trees. One often hears it said that Mr. Arnold wished to establish the Arboretum in New Bedford, but the town would not accept it. This is not a fact. Arnold once offered the town the west part of his estate, for a park.
Someone has said that Mr. Arnold did not conceive of a New Bedford west of Cottage Street and so was willing to let the land go. The fact is, rather, that Mr. Arnold did conceive what New Bedford would become and the boon a park in this section would confer. The story of the Arnold Arboretum, the most famous tree museum in the world, is this: Among Mr. Arnold provided should be devoted to the promotion of agriculture or horticulture or other philosophical or philanthropic purposes at the discretion of the trustees. One of the trustees of Mr. Emerson, a nephew, author of works on trees and shrubs.
Realizing the benefit the public might derive from the establishment of a collection of trees, managed scientifically, he proposed to turn over Mr. The plan was carried out in and acres were set aside for the new Arboretum In which the university undertook to grow a specimen of every tree and shrub that could endure in this climate. Since then botanical expeditions have been sent to many countries to enrich the Arboretum, and through it the gardens of this country and Europe.
Under a contract with the university and the city of Boston the city has added territory and built drives and polices the grounds. The university controls the collection and the Arboretum is open to the public. James Arnold provided in his will that his house and grounds should go to his nephew, William J.
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Rotch was the second mayor of New Bedford. A son, Morgan Rotch, who was at one time president of the Wamsutta Club, was also mayor of the city. Rotch graduated from Harvard in with the honors of his class—a member of the Phi Beta Kappa. He was one of the founders of the Cordage Company and one of the promoters of the McKay sewing machine. In at the age of thirty-three, he was elected mayor of the city. He served in the legislature, was one of the staff of Governor Clifford, and held a position on the directorates of banks and cotton mills. Rotch altered the Arnold mansion at an unfortunate period when architectural fashion was at its worst.
He added the mansard roof and rebuilt the house in accordance with the vogue of that day. The grounds were curtailed of their proportions, but the wide frontage, with the great trees that shade the lawns, were grateful to those who have watched the passing of one great estate after another as dwellings are pressing closer together and the shops are crowding the choice residential sections of an older day. During the lifetime of Mr. Rotch the house once more figured prominently in the social life of the city.
Upon the death of Mr. The family was interested to preserve the landmark and made favorable concessions which made possible the acquisition of the house and a part of the extensive grounds by the Wamsutta Club, which is altering the mansion radically for clubhouse purposes. We are glad the substance of this famous mansion is to be preserved.
It is a splendid possession to have and to hold. We must be impressed with the story of the dwelling place and the people who occupied it. The members may find tongues in the trees that linger here, sermons in the stones, and inspiration in everything.
A trace of the fragrance of the old gardens lingers, of the flowers that once adorned the vase, now sadly shattered. Once again the doors are to be opened. The old portal is to be preserved, we understand, and new generations will pass under the arch which James Wheaton turned on his wedding day, through which streamed the beauty and fashion of the town on the night of the great costume party, through which passed men famous in statesmanship and history, and not the least of these, my brethren, the unfortunate who were never turned from this door.
The hope of the contemporary writer who recorded the death of James Arnold is to be fulfilled—the lights of the beautiful home are to be rekindled, and enlightened and beneficent influences will, we are sure, flow still from that spot so long consecrated to an active widespread and enlightened hospitality. Note—When these lines were written, I had in view more than one person present, who had in early life appeared as speakers in the religious gatherings of Friends. My impression is that both I.
The dress was divided longitudinally into two parts, one the pink of fashion, the other the demure drab of the Quakeress. William Rotch, William Rotch Jr. These four men were objects of deep veneration, more than any others I ever looked upon. Elisha Thornton and James Davis were preachers, and the ablest ever belonging to this meeting. Note—The term Vivandiere is used to designate an attendant upon a French army. It has the meaning of Sutler, I believe, in English. It frequently occurs in the accounts of the French army in the Crimea.
Thomas Tracy. The term Undine Water Spirit is from the Jewish. I mention this circumstance simply that I may not be suspected of a miserable attempt at an imitation of that inimitable ode. I believe, however, that my humble verse is more just to Cromwell than that of the poet. The celebrated trio belong together. Note—I trust that it is not to the field of conflict and blood that the truehearted are now summoned. But in some form the battle of Freedom is yet to be fought. Slavery is marshalling its forces, let not the sons of Freedom be found recreant to duty.
Note—Hume and Shakespeare are one when they write of the injured daughter of Ferdinand and Isabella. Note—the daughter of Ceres was stolen, and the goddess left Olympus and came to earth in pursuit of her. While thus upon the Earth and absent from her heavenly home, she refused to allow the earth to bring forth any vegetation. Her child being restored, she returned to her home in heaven, and the Earth was again fruitful. Irminsul was the name of the Druidical temple of which Norma was the Priestess.
Rodman when personating Norma, the Priestess, he might have produced some lines worthier of the theme. Note—Three of this name are men of mark in our history.
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James Clinton was a soldier and a statesman. He was an officer in the French War and in the War of the Revolution. The great canal owes its existence to him. Russell, Miss Elizabeth Lizzie Mrs. Gilbert Thornton. Some of them have little boxes of dentistical-looking implements, especially intended for the skrimshandering business. In the quotation from Moby Dick which I have just read, Melville employs the word skrimshander, but scrimshaw is the more usual form. The definition of the word is sometimes restricted to engraving, into which pigments are rubbed, but the word is properly applied to carving as well.
Brown claimed to have traced its antecedents to Nantucket and that it is of Indian origin, but this he has not been able to substantiate. Other authorities assert that the surname Scrimshaw, if not actually the source, may have influenced the form of the word. Scrimshaw was the art, and art it truly became, of the making by sailors of innumerable articles from the teeth of sperm whales, bone, and wood.
It was one of the most fruitful sources of amusement to our whalemen, and it did much to fight off the dull monotony of the long cruise. She was followed in the same year by the ship Rebecca of New Bedford. At about this date, when whaleships first began to make long voyages of three and four years duration, scrimshawing probably came into existence.
At this time the very best of our young men went whaling, and among them were many who possessed not only skill, ingenuity, and artistic taste, but they were craftsmen as well. Undoubtedly some were engravers and cabinet makers. For workmanship, for intricacy and beauty of design and finish, what can surpass some of the jagging wheels, ditty boxes, and busks? The etching on many is wonderfully well done and where colored pigments are used the effect is unusual and charming.
Many of the subjects signify that sentiment and romance were highly developed with the American whalemen. The variety of things of this sort made on shipboard is marvelous. The captain of the ship Pequod , Ahab by name, early in his career lost one of his legs and had a leg made of jawbone to take its place. In getting into a boat one day he splintered his bone leg and straightway called the carpenter to him. This done, the carpenter received orders to have the leg completed that night.
The leg was completed. At all times except when whales were alongside, this bench was securely lashed athwartships against the rear of the tryworks. After the operation of cutting in had been concluded and the signs of it cleared away, the jaw was brought out and the teeth extracted with a small tackle. Pieces were sawed off from the jaw bone and placed at the disposal of any of the crew who wanted them for scrimshaw.
It is ribbed. The sailor files it smooth, and the ashes from under the trypot are usually employed in polishing. I think it not at all unlikely that the sailors were influenced in their work by the work of the natives of the islands of the South Seas. With the same marvelous patience, with like inadequate tools and with the same skilful adaptation of materials at hand, they have made a highly original and interesting contribution to the world of art. Pease Not unmindful of the fact that the Wamsutta Club introduced the game of baseball to this neighborhood, there is reason to say that the greatest public service the Wamsutta Club has performed is in taking over and preserving as a clubhouse the mansion of the late James Arnold along with a part of the park which surrounded his home.
There was also a maze reproducing the design of the famous maze at Hampton Court in England. There were majestic trees on the grounds. Near the entrance on County Street was a great oak. Congdon inaugurates the pageant: Farewell, dear lady, I have kept thee long, Listening impatient to an idle song. Congdon could not let the society of New Bedford indulge in its gay mood without calling to its mind solemn reflection and he closed his pageant poetry with these lines: The vision closes.
Saw we Katharine of England, Of all earthly Queens the greatest. While beside her, fair and placid, Stands the beautiful Cinderella With her wonderful glass slippers, And the Marseillaise, the Tri-Color. Foaming high above the goblets, Drank we of this wine-like nectar, Cold, delicious, bright Fire-Water, And this made us very happy.
MARCH 20, Poem Written for the Occasion by James B. A picture bright with dream-like beauty rare, When the full heart unquestioning claims its share.
The forms of grace, the fruitage and the flower Sent forth a gentle unalloyed delight, Owning the presence of that plastic power Which moulds rude nature into visions bright; Of tastes refined and general hearts the dower; Speaking of lofty aims and wealth bestowed aright. The calm and quiet midnight hour is near. And solemn thoughts, attendant train, appear: Awed and subdued the chastened spirit knows A deep contentment, a profound repose.
Now, falling sweetly on the willing ear.
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With brighter hues by teeming Fancy wrought. Why sport attractive in a false array? Behold the contrast! A simple Baker, to the wondering view, Stands forth, a Marshal and a Bishop, too. Sweet falls the music on the enraptured ear. Bright to his vision does the scene appear— While jeweled beauty meets his ravished glance, With rich-robed manhood mingling in the dance.
Miss Mary Tallman. There meekness, self-denying, holds its sway. This dress fantastic, to the thoughtful view, Of many a spirit is an emblem true: Now ruled by Wisdom, now with Folly gay, Conflicting passions hold alternate sway. Lady, thy dualistic dress appears, A transcript faithful of the by-gone years; With sobered thought and feeling here I see, The Past and Present symbolized in thee. But still this Friendly dress has charms for me, For in the light of other days I see, By Memory pictured, in that plain array, The men and matrons of an earlier day.
In manners simple, but in thought refined, Firm in their faith, but not as bigots blind; While large success their active labors crowned, As large a bounty spread its blessings round. Clear on my sight a reverend group appears, Through the long vista of departed years— That noble pair, the honored Sire and Son, Whose lives were bright with daily duty done. The vision faded, again around I see This gorgeous scene of mimic pageantry; Wondering as on the view the eye is cast, How near allied the present and the past. Farewell, dear Lady, I have kept thee long, Listening impatient to an idle song; Now through the brilliant groups pursue thy way, Grave, with the Wise, with Mirth and Folly, gay.
Joseph Ricketson. Say, beauteous Pilgrim, at what sacred shrine Are due thy vows and reverence divine? On thy rich dress of pilgrim shape and hue No trace appears of fading sun and due. There is no dust upon thy sandaled feet; There is no moisture on thy forehead sweet; In those bright eyes no gloomy trace appears, Of heart-felt grief or penitential tears.
Miss Kate Howland. Kate Howland. Vision of Beauty! Why sound those notes discordant in the ear? Thy work is purity and peace: Thy holiest mission to bid War to cease: And if the tented field thy footsteps, Go forth a nightingale, to heal and bless. There is no terror on thy swarthy face, Thou dark-haired daughter of a ruined race: Thy step is joyous and thine eye is bright. And thy whole being bounds with wild delight. Daughter of Philip! Has the Past no power, To calm the fevered fancy of the hour? Miss Clifford. Nay, tempt me not, thou lovely Vivandiere.
The contents of thy Circean cup to share, A double danger, here, alarmed. I see, To taste thy nectar and to worship thee. The battle over and its shock withstood. Safe from the field of conflict and of blood. Think not, fair lady, in that spirit guise, The secret of thy envied triumph lies: Think not the witchery of Elfin art, Secures the homage of the manly heart.
No charms for me, thou dashing Cavalier. In jeweled breast or doublet gay appears; Not for vain-glorious triumphs here presume, On brilliant sword-knot and a nodding plume. Come as a Hamden, with his soul of fire! Come as a Milton, with his deathless lyre! Come as a Cromwell, king without a crown!
Charles S. Thy manly dress reveals the awful hour, When Freedom trembled at the step of Power. Aroused, the thrilling tale we hear it tell. How Hancock triumphed and how Warren fell. Feby The lines above, written in March, , now read like a prophecy. Lady renowned illustrious Arragon! Majestic Martyr! Miss Hannah Perry. Lovely Immortal! My footsteps never press the earth, To join in scenes of revelry and mirth: No joy or gladness round my steps appear, Demeter wandering from her heavenly sphere.
And heedful of a toiling world below, Plenty and Peace and Happiness bestow. Seek Strength and Hope and sweet Repose in Heaven. Thomas R. Image of Norma! Miss Martha R. Thus fade the glories of the earth away! Thus Title Beauty, Pomp and Power decay! Aspasia Allen, Mrs. Hungarian Peasant Allen, Mr. Colonel of Danish Chasseurs Anthony, Mrs. Lady of 30 Years Ago Anthony, Rowland. Ezra Stiles, Pres.
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Consul Brigham, Mr. Oreveso, a Druid Clifford, John H. Katharine of Aragon Clifford, Miss. Vivandiere Cabot, Mr. Costume of Cadwell, Mr. Winter Cadwell, Mrs. Summer Clepham, Miss. Alice Lee Congdon, Miss Martha. Chandler Coflin, Mr. Sir Tristram Coflin Coflin, Mrs. English Quakeress Eliot, Mrs. Madame E. Greek Girl Fennoe, Mrs. A Persian Lady Gordon, Lizzie. Novels are frightfully clumsy and overpowering of course; still if one could only get hold of them it would be superb. Anyhow, it's very amusing to try with these short things. She was to continue using these short things as places of freedom where she could experiment with narrative technique and limber up for her novels.
Most of her short fiction was written in the seven-year period from after that she was to average one short piece a year till the end of her life. It is no coincidence that was also the year that she and Leonard Woolf set up the Hogarth Press. Their first publication was a volume containing two stories, one by each of them, Virginia's being "The Mark on the Wall". She set the type by hand herself. For the first time she did not have to consider pleasing any publisher - she was the publisher. It was only in Jacob's Room that she at last broke free, making use of the experimental narrative and prose techniques she had been exploring in her short pieces.
Monday or Tuesday, the only collection of stories and sketches that Woolf chose to publish, appeared in Aptly enough, Monday or Tuesday appears to have taken its title from a phrase in "A Modern Fiction" , one of the essays in which Woolf proposed a new approach to writing novels - "Examine for a moment an ordinary mind on an ordinary day. The mind receives a myriad impressions - trivial, fantastic, evanescent, or engraved with the sharpness of steel. From all sides they come, an incessant shower of innumerable atoms; and as they fall, as they shape themselves into the life of Monday or Tuesday, the accent fails differently from of old.
These stories are very short, strongly visual, giving most of their emphasis to descriptions of light and its effect on colour and shade. Indeed, they are more paintings than stories. When Roger Fry wrote in praise, she replied, "I'm not sure that a perverted plastic sense doesn't somehow work itself out in words for me. Virginia Woolf was not the only artist after some new form of expression. These stories have something in common with Ezra Pound's belief that the poet should concentrate on that which "presents an intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time", and with prose poems like TS Eliot's "Hysteria", seeming to aspire to the condition of painting.
Fry's post-impressionist exhibition at the Grafton Galleries in had proved enormously influential in all branches of the arts. When the short-story writer Katherine Mansfield saw Van Gogh's paintings there for the first time, she described how she had learned from them "something about writing Virginia Woolf first met Mansfield in , and almost immediately took her long story "Prelude" for the Hogarth Press.
She was six years older than Mansfield, who was to die in at the age of When she died, Woolf wrote in her diary, "I was jealous of her writing - the only writing I have ever been jealous of. We are you know; there's no denying it Yes, your Flower Bed ["Kew Gardens"] is very good. There a still, quivering, changing light over it all and a sense of those couples dissolving in the bright air which fascinates me. They were both after the same thing - a new sort of prose, a translucent medium capable of intensity and lyricism, an escape from stolidity and superficial detail.
Virginia Woolf wrote that what appalled her was the "narrative business of the realist: getting from lunch to dinner: it is false, unreal, merely conventional". Nor perhaps in prose. Almost certainly in a kind of special prose.