Charles Eliot Norton (1827-1908), founding editor of the North American Review and the Nation and critic, taught fine arts at Harvard; like Clough, he won a reputation as an unflinching freethinker in religious matters.
Most of the biographical part of this article (which is more eulogistic than Palgrave’s), has been omitted: it consists mainly of liberal quotation from ‘Arthur Hugh Clough—in Memoriam’ (Spectator xxxiv, 23 November 1861), an anonymous article which Norton attributes in his later ‘Memoir’ prefixed to The Poems of Arthur Hugh Clough (Boston, 1862) to Thomas Hughes; Norton also quotes freely from Clough’s letters to him, which he describes as ‘reflections of himself, full of thought, fancy, and pleasant humour, as well as of affectionateness and true feeling’ (for the Clough-Norton correspondence see Mulhauser). Norton’s ‘Memoir’ is itself virtually a reprint of this article, from which critically relevant extracts are given below.
To win such love as Arthur Hugh Clough won in life, to leave so dear a memory as he has left, is a happiness that falls to few men. In America, as in England, his death is mourned by friends whose affection is better than fame, and who in losing him have met with an irreparable loss. Outside the circle of his friends his reputation had no large extent; but though his writings are but little known by the great public of readers, they are prized by all those of thoughtful and poetic temper to whose hands they have come, as among the most precious and original productions of the time. To those who knew him personally his poems had a special worth and charm, as the sincere expression of a character of the purest stamp, of rare truthfulness and simplicity, not less tender than strong, and of a genius thoroughly individual in