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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, No. 59, September, 1862   By:

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In this issue of The Atlantic Monthly, readers are treated to a diverse array of articles and essays on a wide range of topics. From thought-provoking political commentary to engaging literary critiques, there is something for everyone in this publication.

One particularly compelling piece is an in-depth analysis of the Civil War, offering readers a unique perspective on this tumultuous period in American history. The author’s insights are both informative and thought-provoking, shedding new light on a topic that continues to captivate scholars and enthusiasts alike.

Elsewhere in the issue, readers will find a fascinating exploration of the natural world, as well as a selection of poetry that showcases the diverse talents of the contributors. The magazine’s commitment to showcasing a variety of voices and perspectives is evident throughout, making for a rich and engaging reading experience.

Overall, The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, No. 59, September, 1862 is a must-read for anyone interested in quality writing and thoughtful analysis. With its wide-ranging subject matter and expertly curated content, this issue is sure to leave a lasting impression on readers of all backgrounds.

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THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY.

A MAGAZINE OF LITERATURE, ART, AND POLITICS.

VOL. X SEPTEMBER, 1862. NO. LIX.

DAVID GAUNT.

Was ihr den Geist der Zeiten heisst, Das ist im Grund der Herren eigner Geist. FAUST

PART I.

What kind of sword, do you think, was that which old Christian had in that famous fight of his with Apollyon, long ago? He cut the fiend to the marrow with it, you remember, at last; though the battle went hardly with him, too, for a time. Some of his blood, Banyan says, is on the stones of the valley to this day. That is a vague record of the combat between the man and the dragon in that strange little valley, with its perpetual evening twilight and calm, its meadows crusted with lilies, its herd boy with his quiet song, close upon the precincts of hell. It fades back, the valley and the battle, dim enough, from the sober freshness of this summer morning. Look out of the window here, at the hubbub of the early streets, the freckled children racing past to school, the dewy shimmer of yonder willows in the sunlight, like drifts of pale green vapor. Where is Apollyon? does he put himself into flesh and blood, as then, nowadays? And the sword which Christian used, like a man, in his deed of derring do?

Reading the quaint history, just now, I have a mind to tell you a modern story... Continue reading book >>


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