Burr: A Novel : Burr
Burr: A Novel is a 1973 novel by Gore Vidal that challenges the traditional iconography of American history to present an alternative view of the life of Aaron Burr, presenting him as a hero, while all the other key historical figures of the time, such as George Washington and Thomas Jefferson are depicted as self-centered individuals, who did not place the good of the country first. The main villain is Alexander Hamilton, with whom Burr fought his famous duel.Like many of Vidal's other historical novels, such as Julian or Creation, the book is based on an imaginary memoir. In fact, Vidal did meticulous research of hundreds of documents to come up with his alternative reading of history.
The story is told from the point of view of a fictional illegitimate son of Burr's by the name of Charles Schuyler.
Burr is the first of a series of novels by Vidal in which he follows one family through the history of the United States. The second book in the series, 1876[?], tells of Schuyler returning to the United States in the year 1876, after having spent forty years in Europe.
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The flaunting flowers our gardens yield
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Adorns the histie stibble-fleld,
Thy snawie bosom sunward spread,
In humble guise;
And low thou lies!
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By love's simplicity betrayed,
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On life's rough ocean luckless starred!
Of prudent lore,
And whelm him o'er!
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By human pride or cunning driven
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That fate is thine - no distant date;
Full on thy bloom,
Shall be thy doom.
Robert Burns [1759-1796]
With silver crest and golden eye,
And weathers every sky.
The prouder beauties of the field
Race after race their honors yield,
While moons and stars their courses run,
Companion of the Sun.
It smiles upon the lap of May,
Lights pale October on his way,
On moory mountains catch the gale;
The violet in the vale.
But this bold floweret climbs the hill,
Plays on the margin of the rill,
It shares the sweet carnation's bed;
In honor of the dead.
The lambkin crops its crimson gem;
The blue-fly bends its pensile stem
In every season, fresh and fair;
And blossoms everywhere.
On waste and woodland, rock and plain,
The Rose has but a summer reign;
TO DAISIES, NOT TO SHUT SO SOON
Shut not so soon; the dull-eyed night
To make a seizure on the light,
No shadows great appear;
Shine like a spangle here.
Stay but till my Julia close
And let the whole world then dispose
DAISIES
Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune
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