Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Reviews/Essays | [1872]
Transcription nation," Gail Hamilton said, "and his reputation is
national ; " and yet, in his old age, he often wrote all
night in .a room riddled by shells, and in less than
six months, sent to the printer over three thousand
pages of manuscript. He " waited patiently," unmur-
muringly, amid the ashes of his once beautiful home,
being- compelled .to. borrow copies of his own works,
if he needed them for reference; yet, unmurmuringly
" he waited," and forgot his own sad wrongs, to sing
" Words of Cheer" and "Lays of Encouragement"
to his humiliated, suffering people. He "had patience,"
until health was gone, and despair came and broke his
great heart. He fought bravely and struggled hard
with fate, but at last said, " I am very weary-; let me
go to rest." Sweet be your sleep, dear, treasured
friend. No monument tells " the nation " where you
lie, for the people who love you, are too poor to give
you anything but tears. Yet, in death, as in life, you
are independent, for by your own works you have
erected a prouder, and more enduring monument, than
wealth could have procured you, and some day (may-
be) "the nation "'will return to right* judgment, and
feel how cruel it was to crush out such a brave, noble
spirit as you possessed. Until then, we will try and
" have patience."
The young .and gifted Timrod, too, Carolina's sweet
child of song, grew tired of " waiting," and, unable
to endure the sight of a wife and babe suffering for
food, which he, while ground under the " iron heel,"
was unable to procure for them, folded his bright
pinions, and in life's young morning laid him down and