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It is not for me in such a paper as this to attempt any judgment of his

work. I have loved it, as I loved him, with a sense of its limitations

which is by no means a censure of its excellences. He was not a man who

cared to transcend; he liked bounds, he liked horizons, the constancy of

shores. If he put to sea, he kept in sight of land, like the ancient

navigators. He did not discover new continents; and I will own that I,

for my part, should not have liked to sail with Columbus. I think one

can safely affirm that as great and as useful men stayed behind, and

found an America of the mind without stirring from their thresholds.

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