Nathaniel Parker Willis (Author of Fugitive Poetry)
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Nathaniel Parker Willis


Born
in Portland, Maine, The United States
January 20, 1806

Died
January 20, 1867


1806-1867

Average rating: 3.68 · 3,404 ratings · 128 reviews · 179 distinct works
Fugitive Poetry

3.60 avg rating — 10 ratings — published 2011 — 66 editions
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Stories by American Authors...

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Pencillings by the Way Writ...

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Death of Edgar A. Poe

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American scenery

3.50 avg rating — 2 ratings — published 2009 — 49 editions
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The Poetical Works Of Natha...

it was amazing 5.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 2007 — 18 editions
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The poems, sacred, passiona...

it was amazing 5.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1972 — 158 editions
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Miss Albina McLush

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Melanie and other poems

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Hurry-Graphs: Or Sketches o...

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“Nature has wrought with a bolder hand in America.”
Nathaniel Parker Willis

“There they stand, the innumerable stars, shining in order like a living hymn, written in light.”
Nathaniel Parker Willis

“The hidden beauties of standard authors break upon the mind by surprise. It is like discovering a secret spring in an old jewel. You take up the book in an idle moment, as you have done a thousand times before, perhaps wondering, as you turn over the leaves, what the world finds in it to admire, when suddenly, as you read, your fingers press close upon the covers, your frame thrills, and the passage you have chanced upon chains you like a spell,—it is so vividly true and beautiful. Milton’s ‘Comus’ flashed upon me in this way. I never could read the ‘Rape of the Lock’ till a friend quoted some passages from it during a walk. I know no more exquisite sensation than this warming of the heart to an old author; and it seems to me that the most delicious portion of intellectual existence is the brief period in which, one by one, the great minds of old are admitted with all their time-mellowed worth to the affections.”
Nathaniel Parker Willis