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  	Critique of the London Athenaeum
on Stedman s Poetry.  It made him very
savage.  (I remember his putting up and di-
recting a pile of the volumes, to London jour-

[newspaper clipping]
  Poems, Lyrical and Idyllic.  By Edmund
Clarence Stedman.  (Scribner.) Here is another
collection of verse born on the other side of the
Atlantic, the writer of which is still, we apprehend,
in the Debateable Land.  It would be hard
to predicate whether he shall issue thence into
Eden or into stormy Arabia, into the warmth and
happiness of fame or the arid and painful desert
of neglect.  Mr. Stedman s Preface assures us that
he has taken pains with his poetry, and the pages
bear out the Preface.  Let us present the follow-
ing; in which there is much to admire, though a
certain confusion of epithet and fantasy, which
speaks of a mind and  magination not wholly self-
agreed or settled: 
		        SUMMER RAIN.
	Yestermorn the air was dry
	As the winds of Araby,
	While the sun, with pitiless heat,
	Glared upon the glaring street
	And the meadow fountains sealed,
	Till the people every where 	
	And the cattle in the field,
	     And the birds in middle air,
	And the thirsty little flowers,
	     Sent to heaven a fainting prayer
	For the blessed summer showers.

	Not in vain the prayer was said;
	For at sunset, overhead,
	Sailing from the gorgeous West,
	Came the pioneers, abreast,
	Of a wondrous argosy 
	The Armada of the sky!
	Far along I saw them sail,
	Wafted by an upper gale;
	Saw them, on their lustrous route,
	Fling a thousand banners out:
	Yellow, violet, crimson, blue,
	Orange, sapphire every hue
	That the gates of Heaven put on,
	To the sainted eyes of John,
	In that hallowed Patmian isle 
	Their skyey pennons wore: and, while
	I drank the glory of the sight,
	Sunset faded into night.

	Then diverging, far and wide,
	To the dim horizon s side,
	Silently and swiftly there,
	Every galleon of the air,
	Manned by some celestial crew,
	Out its precious cargo threw,	
	And the gentle summer rain
	Cooled the fevered Earth again.
	Through the night I heard it fall
	Tenderly and musical:
	And this morning not a sigh
	     Of wind uplifts the briony leaves,
	But the ashen-tinted sky
	     Still for earthly turmoil grieves,
	While the melody of the rain,
	Dropping on the window-pane 
	On the lilac and the rose,
	Round us all its pleasance throws,
	Till our souls are yielded wholly
	To its constant melancholy,
	And, like the burden of its song,
	Passionate moments glide along.
 The two words marked in italics will  point the
moral  of the above remarks.  In  Bohemia  we
find something of Prof. Longfelow, in  Too
Late,  a far echo of Mr. Browning s singular but
striking poem,  Evelyn Hope,  in  Flood Tide, 
one more emulation of  Locksley Hall.   Here is
something simpler and more commonplace a
song, well worth setting to music: 
	Voice of the western wind!
  	  Thou singest from afar,
	Rich with the music of a land
	  Where all my memories are;
	But in thy song I only hear
	  The echo of a tone,
	  That fell divinely on my ear
	  In days forever flown.

	Star of the western sky!
	  Thou beamest from afar,
	With lustre caught from eyes I knew,
	Whose orbs were each a star;
	But, oh, those eyes too wildly bright 
	  No more eclipse thine own,
	And never shall I find the light
	  Of days forever flown!
Mr. Stedman, like Mr. Jones, will have his
humour, and tries to be ironical and Byronical;
but the verses in which this is attempted show the
least agreeable and worthy side of his talent.
Should it please him to listen to counsel, and to
labour, he may do honour to America, whether
the States be united or disunited.
Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Fifteen: page two hundred and eleven
Description:Newspaper clipping of a review of Stedman's poetry.
Subject:Gunn, Thomas Butler; London athenaeum.; Poetry; Stedman, Edmund Clarence
Coverage (City/State):London, [England]
Scan Date:2010-05-24


Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Fifteen
Description:Describes Gunn's experience as a correspondent for ""The New York Evening Post"" in Charleston, South Carolina, in the aftermath of South Carolina's secession from the federal government, including a conflict between A.H. Colt and Mr. Woodward, a visit to Sullivan's Island, John Mitchel's tale of assisting with the lynching of an abolitionist, attending a celebration in honor of Benjamin Mordecai, Will Waud's arrival in Charleston, the scene in Charleston the day the ''Star of the West'' was fired upon by the Morris Island battery, pistol and rifle practice with various Charlestonians, a rumor in New York about his having been tarred and feathered in Charleston, a visit to the quarters of the ''Richland Rifles,'' witnessing a slave auction, and a visit to Colonel Bull's home.
Subject:Boardinghouses; Books and reading; Civil War; Gunn, Thomas Butler; Journalism; Military; Publishers and publishing; Secession; Slavery; Slaves; Travel
Coverage (City/State):New York, New York; Charleston, South Carolina
Note:Thomas Butler Gunn was born February 15, 1826, in Banbury, England, and came to New York in 1849. During the Civil War he worked as a correspondent for the New York Tribune and the New York Evening Post. He returned to England in 1863, and died in Birmingham in April 1903. The collection includes twenty-one volumes of his diaries, including newspaper clippings, letters, photographs, sketches, and various other items inserted by Gunn. Diary entries date from July 7, 1849, to April 7, 1863, and include his experiences with the New York publishing and literary world, his descriptions of boarding houses, his travels throughout the United States, and his experiences traveling with the Federal army as a Civil War correspondent.
Publisher:Missouri History Museum
Rights:Copyright 2010 Missouri History Museum.
Source:Page images, transcriptions, and metadata of the Thomas Butler Gunn diaries have been provided by the Missouri History Museum.