Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Reviews/Essays | 1859-07-12 - 1859-08-09
Transcription those of a young damsel, for the Bret time listen-
ing to love-assurances from young Whiskeraodo,
her first cousin ! Now TIMROD smokes like a
Zouave going into battle ! You can see that he
is in dead earnest. He is in no humor for trifling.
He shows as much elan in smoking, as the French-
man in fighting! and he is not content with over-
coming. and bringing a single victim to the dust ;
he consumes one after another, as if he had been
sent into the world for this purpose and no other.
'I suspect he learned his lesson when a boy, and
probably smoked a couple at a time, in learning !
And like the Zouave, he is beet pleased when his
victim is of the biggest and strongest ! And,
strange to say, it is when with one such--a Rega-
lia of six inches, at least--crunched between his
jaws, that he writes his most sentimental verses !
Then it is that he thinks of dark, languid eyes; with
diamond darts and drooping lids, and tender hearts
and juicy quids; as smoke persuades and fancy
"It is wonderful, Mr. CARROLL, to see, and feel, and
know and hear; and how to reconcile the sentiment
and song, so tender and so fanciful, with pouch
monstrous big cigars and such formidable demon-
strations, is beyond ant philosophy in our system.
"Now, sir, we have dwelt upon these, our poets
and their innocent practices; as we happen to know
that, in your school practice, you heedfully incul-
cate among your pupils a proper taste for poetry
and other fine arts. We have heard your boys, sir,
at their public exhibitions, and they do you honors
sir—they do!' You do them a great service by your
lessons in elocution; and have done them more by
inspiring them with a proper. taste for pure senti-
ment and fine poetry ! And, sir, it is magnani-
mous in you, not claiming to be a poet yourself,
that you love the poets; that you are not jealous of
them; as is quite too apt to be the case with that
large herd of pretentious whipsters about town,
who, incapable of their divine speech, indulge in
contemptuous sneer at their diviner art ! Teacb
it, air, when you can. Every boy whom you can
imbue with delicate sentiments, and noble aspire
Lions, and beautiful fancies, and tender sympathies,
is a man saved from the stews !
"And while we are on this theme, it will give you
pleasure to hear that both HAYNE and TIMROD are
in the press with new volumes of poetry. They
wilt be refreshing volumes, as we trust and believe.