only the smallest arc — of a circle so large that it was lost in the clouds of another world.
This apology reminds me of a little speech once made
to her, at his own house, by Dr. Channing, who held her
in the highest regard: “Miss Fuller, when I consider
that you are and have all that Miss —— has so long
wished for, and that you scorn her, and that she still
admires you, — I think her place in heaven will be very
high.”
But qualities of this kind can only be truly described by the impression they make on the bystander; and it is certain that her friends excused in her, because she had a right to it, a tone which they would have reckoned intolerable in any other. Many years since, one of her earliest and fastest friends quoted Spenser’s sonnet as accurately descriptive of Margaret: —
“Rudely thou wrongest my dear heart’s desire,
In finding fault with her too portly pride;
The thing which I do most in her admire
Is of the world unworthy most envied.
For, in those lofty looks is close implied
Scorn of base things, disdain of foul dishonor,
Threatening rash eyes which gaze on her so wide
That loosely they ne dare to look upon her:
Such pride is praise, such portliness is honor,
That boldened innocence bears in her eyes;
And her fair countenance, like a goodly banner,
Spreads in defiance of all enemies.
Was never in this world aught worthy tried,
Without a spark of some self-pleasing pride.”
BOOKS.
She had been early remarked for her sense and sprightliness, and for her skill in school exercises. Now she
