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  1. John Jay Chapman (March 2, 1862 - November 4, 1933) was an American poet and essayist. Chapman was born in New York City. His father, Henry Grafton Chapman, was a broker who eventually became president of the New York Stock Exchange. His grandmother, Maria Weston Chapman, had been a leading campaigner against slavery, working with William Lloyd Garrison on The Liberator. The son was educated ...

  2. The editor of The Selected Writings of John Jay Chapman does the best he can. In the selections little of the wildness comes through. He passes over such things as the hilarious speech about the Harvard Business School for some essays on Shakespeare, good essays, written with freshness and innocence of eye, and Chap-man the desperado is played ...

  3. John Jay Chapman and His Letters. By Ellery Sedgwick. December 1937 Issue. Share. Save. by M. A. DeWolfe Howe [Houghton Mifflin, $4.00] OF the thousand friends ‘Jack’ Chapman left behind him, ...

  4. John Jay Chapman. Happiness, Worry, People. 90 Copy quote. Attack another's rights and you destroy your own. John Jay Chapman. Rights, Liberty. John Jay Chapman (1970). “The Collected Works of John Jay Chapman: Political journalism”. 17 Copy quote.

  5. In truth, the problem of chattel slavery had never been far from the surface of the national consciousness. “There was never a moment,” wrote John Jay Chapman, “when the slavery issue was not a sleeping serpent. That issue lay coiled up under the table during the deliberations of the Constitutional Convention in 1787.”

  6. 24 de out. de 2021 · Title: Practical Agitation. Author: John Jay Chapman. Release Date: October 24, 2021 [eBook #66610] Language: English. Produced by: The Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.)

  7. John Jay Chapman. 1862-1933 / USA. Harvest Time. LIKE THIS POEM. BEHOLD, the harvest is at hand; And thick on the encircling hills The sheaves like an encampment stand,