Roger Williams (3) (1603–1683)
Auteur van A Key Into the Language of America
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The Heath Anthology of American Literature, Volume 1 (1990) — Medewerker, sommige edities — 255 exemplaren
American Literature: The Makers and the Making (In Two Volumes) (1973) — Medewerker, sommige edities — 25 exemplaren
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- Geboortedatum
- 1603-12-21
- Overlijdensdatum
- 1683
- Geslacht
- male
- Nationaliteit
- England
- Land (voor op de kaart)
- UK
- Geboorteplaats
- London, England
- Plaats van overlijden
- Providence, Rhode Island
- Opleiding
- Cambridge University (Pembroke College)
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- 227
- Populariteit
- #99,086
- Waardering
- 4.2
- Besprekingen
- 11
- ISBNs
- 239
- Talen
- 14
In addition to gaining a small understanding of what words were important to Native Americans and Roger Williams in his decision to include them in his Key, his observations and "More particulars" were wonderful.
I could vividly see Native American life through his observations, some long, some short, some of particular events, some of generalized descriptions of common activities, behaviors, and rituals. Here is an observation he put in after the Native American and English words for "Their pounding Mortar":
"Obs. Their women constantly beat all their corne with hand: they plant it, dresse it, gather it, barne it, beat it, and take as much paines as any people in the world, which labour is questionlesse one cause of their extraordinary ease of childbirth."
The "More particular"s are spiritual observations and are in the form of poetry, for example, this one relating to money:
The Indians prize not English gold,
Nor English Indians shell:
Each in his place will passe for ought,
What ere men buy or sell.
English and Indians all passe hence,
To an eternall place,
Where shells nor finest gold's worth out,
Where nought's worth ought but Grace.
This Coyne the Indians know not of,
Who knows how soone they may?
The English knowing, prize it not,
But fling't like drosse away.
I found the book erudite, charming, sad, and full of what now, of course, seem like the most terrible prejudices and judgments. In some ways I think Roger Williams respected the Native Americans and tried very hard to keep his prejudices at bay in his observations. He wasn't always successful, but I respect the complexity of what he accomplished and the level of detail and sharing of his personal experiences.… (meer)