The tree by the window has twice hailed the Spring Since we circled its trunk our last chorus to sing.
Editor's note · Context
In this poetic line, Hoar reflects on the passage of time and nature's cycles, demonstrating his appreciation for the seasons.
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You said the people of Lowell would not think very highly of me when they saw me riding through the streets in my carriage and knew it was paid for by the money of this bank.
He would undoubtedly have taken a very high place in the public and official life of his generation if he had found himself in accord with either of the great political parties.
His life, so far as he took part in political affairs, was devoted to objects wholly public, never personal.
But I confess I like to leave on record, if I may, some evidence which will contradict the charge so constantly made by critics near home, that I am a man of intense partisan and personal bitterness.





