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*Allen Flint, Professor Emeritus, University of Maine, Farmington
flint@mail.caps.maine.edu
© Regents of the University of Minnesota, 1997
Elizabeth Akers Allen
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At Last
At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life's early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine And hold them close at last at last! Not oft the robin comes to build Its nest upon the leafless bough By autumn robbed, by winter chilled, But you, dear heart, you love me now. Though there are shadows on my brow And furrows on my cheek, in truth, The marks where Time's remorseless plough Broke up the blooming sward of Youth, Though fled is every girlish grace Might win or hold a lover's vow, Despite my sad and faded face, And darkened heart, you love me now! I count no more my wasted tears; They left no echo of their fall; I mourn no more my lonesome years; This blessed hour atones for all. I fear not all that Time or Fate May bring to burden heart or brow, Strong in the love that came so late, Our souls shall keep it always now! top |
As "FLORENCE PERCY," Elizabeth Akers Allen (1832-1912) published two series of travel writings in the
Portland Transcript, letters from Italy in 1860 and reminiscences of Rome in 1862. She was the author
of five volumes of poetry between 1856 and 1891. Her most famous poem, "Rock Me to Sleep, Mother," was
set to music in several versions and was a popular song and poem during the Civil War. She was also a
pioneer woman journalist in Maine, serving at Assistant Editor of the Transcript before the war and
Associate and Literary Editor of the Portland Advertiser after the war. Thrice married and the mother
of three children, she was financially self-sufficient from age fourteen, and was probably the primary
breadwinner in her several families.
Her travel letters reveal a remarkable ability to respond to the needs and interests of her readers,
almost all of whom lived in and around Portland, Maine. Contrasts in culture or customs always stress
Maine's advantages. The essential character of many of the earlier letters is their focus on the mishaps
of a first-time traveller. She is easily professional enough and clever enough to extract humor out of the
supposedly comic problems of a woman traveller. (Before her first trek outside New England, she had at
least twice gone from Maine to Vermont, including a frightening experience alone at age fourteen. Later
in life she made several trips to Europe.)
"Reminiscences of Rome" were written a year after returning to the United States, hence have the advantages
and disadvantages of being recollected in tranquility. As the companion of the sculptor Benjamin Paul Akers
(whom she later married), she was shown the Rome which Akers had earlier shared with Nathaniel Hawthorne.
Paulina Wright Davis was a member of the party; hence Elizabeth was exposed to a leading exponent of feminism.
Additional perspective on her travel writings is gained from "History of One Woman's Experience," a bitter and
not invariably accurate memoir written late in life when she was in poor health. As might be expected, the tone
and substance of the travel columns sometimes complements and other times is in counterpoint to her poetry and
her other writings at the time. While her poetry tends to be sentimental, her travel writings comment somewhat
more wryly on the world.
Contrasting the first series of travel letters with her later reminiscences of Rome, her Civil War column in
the Transcript from Washington, her poetry, and her memoirs provides insight into journalistic practices, the
role of women, and the quality of life in Maine and America in the 1850s and 1860s.*
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