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Transcript of Nathaniel Hawthorne
Lived 1804 - 1864
Hawthorne graduated from Bowdoin College in 1825. While attending Bowdoin, he became a friend of future U.S. President Franklin Pierce.
Hawthorne married Sophia Peabody in 1842.
Poems and Writtings
1.Adress to the Moon
3.Forms of Heroes
4.Go to the Grave
5.My Low and Humble Home
6.The Darkened Veil
Imagery- words or phrases that appeal to one or more of the five senses and help to create a vivid description for the reader.
Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote two poems named Forms of Heroes and The Oceans.
Father Dies (1808)
Nathaniel's youngest sister, Maria Louise, is born in January. In April, his father dies of yellow fever in Suriname. Hawthornes mentally fragile mother withdraws, leaving his uncle Robert Manning to oversee the boy's education.
Starts College (1821)
Hawthorne enrolls at Bowdoin College. His friends and fellow students there include future U.S. President Franklin Pierce and poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Graduates from College, Withdraws from World
by Joshua Johnson
He added the "w" to his name when he began publishing.
The Oceans by Nathaniel Hawthorne introduces imagery with these examples:
:The Ocean has its silent caves,
Deep, quiet and alone;
:Though there be fury on the waves,
Beneath them there is none.
The Forms of Heroes by Nathaniel Hawthorne introduces imagery with these examples:
:Beneath these tombstones cold and drear,
On which the moss of age has slept,
:One glance of that proud martial blaze
Which led your feet in slaughter's ways.