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This was not the sort of work, however, that the college authorities
               expected of him. He was lazy and got behind his classes, so that near the

               end of his course he was rusticated, or suspended from college for some
               weeks. He had been chosen class poet, but on account of his suspension he

               could not read his poem, though it was printed.


               He was sent to Concord during this interval to carry on his studies under

               the minister of the town. Here he found it pretty dull, though Emerson and
               Thoreau were there. But he did not then care for either one of them. In one

               of his letters he said, "I feel like a fool. I must go down and see Emerson
               and if he doesn't make me feel more like one, it won't be for want of
                sympathy. He is a good-natured man in spite of his doctrines."



               Of Thoreau he said, "I met (him) last night, and it is exquisitely amusing to

                see how he imitates Emerson's tone and manner. With my eyes shut I
                shouldn't know them apart."



               In the autumn he came back to Cambridge and took his degree of Bachelor
               of Arts with his class.






                CHAPTER IV



               HOW LOWELL STUDIED LAW



               While at Concord, Lowell wrote to his friend Loring, as though explaining
               himself.



                "Everybody almost is calling me 'indolent.' 'Blind dependent on my own
               powers' and 'on fate.' Confound everybody! since everybody confounds me.

               Everybody seems to see but one side of my character, and that the worst.
               As for my dependence on my own powers, 'tis all fudge. As for fate, I

               believe that in every man's breast are the stars of his fortune, which, if he
               choose, he may rule as easily as does the child the mimic constellations in
               the orrery he plays with. I acknowledge, too, that I have been something of

               a dreamer, and have sacrificed, perchance, too assiduously on that altar to
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