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My transcendentalist world view is evident in my journal, Walden.
I am hailed the Father of Free Verse.
"The sexton stood in the porch of Milford meeting-house, pulling busily at the bell-rope. The old people of the village came stooping along the street. Children, with bright faces, tripped merrily beside their parents, or mimicked a graver gait, in the conscious dignity of their Sunday clothes. Spruce bachelors looked sidelong at the pretty maidens, and fancied that the Sabbath sunshine made them prettier than on week days. When the throng had mostly streamed into the porch, the sexton began to toll the bell, keeping his eye on the Reverend Mr. Hooper’s door. The first glimpse of the clergyman’s figure was the signal for the bell to cease its summons."
"A succession of loud and shrill screams, bursting suddenly from the throat of the chained form, seemed to thrust me violently back. For a brief moment I hesitated—I trembled. Unsheathing my rapier, I began to grope with it about the recess; but the thought of an instant reassured me. I placed my hand upon the solid fabric of the catacombs, and felt satisfied. I reapproached the wall; I replied to the yells of him who clamoured. I re-echoed—I aided—I surpassed them in volume and in strength. I did this, and the clamourer grew still."
Nathaniel HawthorneEdgar Allan PoeHerman MelvilleHenry David ThoreauRalph Waldo EmersonWalt Whitman
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Henry David Thoreau- My transcendentalist world view is evident in my journal, Walden.
Walt Whitman- I am hailed the Father of Free Verse.
Nathaniel Hawthorne- "The sexton stood in the porch of Milford meeting-house, pulling busily at the bell-rope..."
Edgar Allan Poe- "A succession of loud and shrill screams, bursting suddenly from the throat of the chained form..."
Herman Melville- "I placed my hand upon the solid fabric of the catacombs, and felt satisfied."