PRELIMINARY NOTE by James Russell Lowell: Summary, Meaning & Analysis
This "Preliminary Note" is a playful mock obituary for the fictional Reverend Homer Wilbur, a made-up clergyman from New England known for editing Lowell's satirical *Biglow Papers*.
The poem
[It is with feelings of the liveliest pain that we inform our readers of the death of the Reverend Homer Wilbur, A.M., which took place suddenly, by an apoplectic stroke, on the afternoon of Christmas day, 1862. Our venerable friend (for so we may venture to call him, though we never enjoyed the high privilege of his personal acquaintance) was in his eighty-fourth year, having been born June 12, 1779, at Pigsgusset Precinct (now West Jerusha) in the then District of Maine. Graduated with distinction at Hubville College in 1805, he pursued his theological studies with the late Reverend Preserved Thacker, D.D., and was called to the charge of the First Society in Jaalam in 1809, where he remained till his death. 'As an antiquary he has probably left no superior, if, indeed, an equal,' writes his friend and colleague, the Reverend Jeduthun Hitchcock, to whom we are indebted for the above facts; 'in proof of which I need only allude to his "History of Jaalam, Genealogical, Topographical, and Ecclesiastical," 1849, which has won him an eminent and enduring place in our more solid and useful literature. It is only to be regretted that his intense application to historical studies should have so entirely withdrawn him from the pursuit of poetical composition, for which he was endowed by Nature with a remarkable aptitude. His well-known hymn, beginning "With clouds of care encompassed round," has been attributed in some collections to the late President Dwight, and it is hardly presumptuous to affirm that the simile of the rainbow in the eighth stanza would do no discredit to that polished pen.' We regret that we have not room at present for the whole of Mr. Hitchcock's exceedingly valuable communication. We hope to lay more liberal extracts from it before our readers at an early day. A summary of its contents will give some notion of its importance and interest. It contains: 1st, A biographical sketch of Mr. Wilbur, with notices of his predecessors in the pastoral office, and of eminent clerical contemporaries; 2d, An obituary of deceased, from the Punkin-Falls 'Weekly Parallel;' 3d, A list of his printed and manuscript productions and of projected works; 4th, Personal anecdotes and recollections, with specimens of table-talk; 5th, A tribute to his relict, Mrs. Dorcas (Pilcox) Wilbur; 6th, A list of graduates fitted for different colleges by Mr. Wilbur, with biographical memoranda touching the more distinguished; 7th, Concerning learned, charitable, and other societies, of which Mr. Wilbur was a member, and of those with which, had his life been prolonged, he would doubtless have been associated, with a complete catalogue of such Americans as have been Fellows of the Royal Society; 8th, A brief summary of Mr. Wilbur's latest conclusions concerning the Tenth Horn of the Beast in its special application to recent events, for which the public, as Mr. Hitchcock assures us, have been waiting with feelings of lively anticipation; 9th, Mr. Hitchcock's own views on the same topic; and, 10th, A brief essay on the importance of local histories. It will be apparent that the duty of preparing Mr. Wilbur's biography could not have fallen into more sympathetic hands. In a private letter with which the reverend gentleman has since favored us, he expresses the opinion that Mr. Wilbur's life was shortened by our unhappy civil war. It disturbed his studies, dislocated all his habitual associations and trains of thought, and unsettled the foundations of a faith, rather the result of habit than conviction, in the capacity of man for self-government. 'Such has been the felicity of my life,' he said to Mr. Hitchcock, on the very morning of the day he died, 'that, through the divine mercy, I could always say, _Summum nec metuo diem, nec opto_. It has been my habit, as you know, on every recurrence of this blessed anniversary, to read Milton's "Hymn of the Nativity" till its sublime harmonies so dilated my soul and quickened its spiritual sense that I seemed to hear that other song which gave assurance to the shepherds that there was One who would lead them also in green pastures and beside the still waters. But to-day I have been unable to think of anything but that mournful text, "I came not to send peace, but a sword," and, did it not smack of Pagan presumptuousness, could almost wish I had never lived to see this day.' Mr. Hitchcock also informs us that his friend 'lies buried in the Jaalam graveyard, under a large red-cedar which he specially admired. A neat and substantial monument is to be erected over his remains, with a Latin epitaph written by himself; for he was accustomed to say, pleasantly, "that there was at least one occasion in a scholar's life when he might show the advantages of a classical training."' The following fragment of a letter addressed to us, and apparently intended to accompany Mr. Biglow's contribution to the present number, was found upon his table after his decease.--EDITORS ATLANTIC MONTHLY.]
This "Preliminary Note" is a playful mock obituary for the fictional Reverend Homer Wilbur, a made-up clergyman from New England known for editing Lowell's satirical *Biglow Papers*. Lowell presents it as though it were an actual notice in a literary magazine, featuring a grand tribute from a pompous colleague and an extensive list of unpublished manuscripts. The humor lies in the portrayal of Wilbur as a lovable, pompous small-town scholar, gently poking fun at the self-importance found in New England's intellectual circles, while also acknowledging the genuine sorrow of the Civil War era.
Line-by-line
It is with feelings of the liveliest pain that we inform our readers of the death of the Reverend Homer Wilbur...
'As an antiquary he has probably left no superior, if, indeed, an equal,' writes his friend and colleague, the Reverend Jeduthun Hitchcock...
We regret that we have not room at present for the whole of Mr. Hitchcock's exceedingly valuable communication...
In a private letter with which the reverend gentleman has since favored us, he expresses the opinion that Mr. Wilbur's life was shortened by our unhappy civil war...
Mr. Hitchcock also informs us that his friend 'lies buried in the Jaalam graveyard, under a large red-cedar which he specially admired...'
Tone & mood
The tone is playfully satirical and mock-serious. Lowell adopts the formal, self-satisfied voice of a mid-19th-century literary magazine while giving a knowing nod to the reader through outrageous place names, exaggerated accolades, and a list of achievements that becomes more and more absurd. Beneath the humor, however, there’s a sincere undertone of mourning: the grief from the Civil War that appears in Wilbur's last morning is genuine, and Lowell allows it to resonate without undercutting it with another joke.
Symbols & metaphors
- The Reverend Homer Wilbur — Wilbur represents a specific archetype: the educated, well-intentioned, somewhat self-important New England clergyman-scholar. His world of local history, classical references, and easygoing faith is being overtaken by the forces of modernity and conflict.
- Milton's 'Hymn of the Nativity' — For Wilbur, this poem is a yearly tradition that brings him spiritual peace and a sense of divine order. His failure to read it on his last Christmas morning marks the total breakdown of that inner world, overwhelmed by the Civil War.
- The Latin epitaph — Wilbur's Latin inscription, written by himself, reflects the traditional New England belief in classical learning as a symbol of civilization and personal dignity. It’s charming yet slightly ridiculous, serving as a final expression of scholarly pride.
- The red-cedar tree — Cedars have long been seen as symbols of mourning and resilience. The fact that Wilbur 'specially admired' this tree adds a personal, gentle touch to his burial, contrasting with the humor around it.
- 'I came not to send peace, but a sword' — This biblical quotation, which takes the place of Milton in Wilbur's mind on his last day, represents the very split of the Civil War: the brutal conflict of a Christian nation ripping itself apart, something Wilbur struggles to reconcile with his faith.
Historical context
James Russell Lowell published *The Biglow Papers* in two series: the first during the Mexican-American War (1846–48) and the second during the Civil War (1861–65). He created the fictional Reverend Homer Wilbur as a pompous editorial voice who introduces and annotates the dialect verses of the straightforward Yankee farmer Hosea Biglow. This "Preliminary Note" was published in the *Atlantic Monthly* as a preface to the second series, announcing Wilbur's death and effectively retiring the character. Lowell was a Harvard professor, an abolitionist, and one of the most notable literary figures of 19th-century America. The piece captures his dual impulse: to satirize the parochialism and self-importance of New England intellectual culture while also lamenting how the Civil War disrupted the comfortable certainties of that world. The date of Wilbur's death, Christmas Day 1862, situates him at the darkest midpoint of the war.
FAQ
No. Wilbur is a made-up character created by Lowell for *The Biglow Papers*, a long-running satirical piece. Wilbur acts as the mock-scholarly editor who presents and comments on the dialect poems of another fictional character, Hosea Biglow. The entire obituary is an intricate joke, crafted to sound entirely believable.
*The Biglow Papers* is a collection of satirical poems and prose written by Lowell, released in two parts. The first part criticizes the Mexican-American War, while the second reflects on the Civil War. The poems use Yankee dialect and are presented as the work of a fictional farmer named Hosea Biglow, with Wilbur serving as his imaginary editor. This 'Preliminary Note' serves as an introduction to the second series, revealing the news of Wilbur's death.
Lowell is poking fun at the pretentiousness of New England's clerical and scholarly elite: the exaggerated obituaries, the sycophantic praise among clergymen, the fixation on local history, and the tendency to sprinkle Latin phrases into conversation as a sign of education. The numbered list in Hitchcock's letter, detailing societies Wilbur *would have* joined if he had lived, serves as the clearest example of this satire.
It roughly translates to 'I neither fear the last day nor desire it,' a line from the Roman poet Martial. Wilbur uses it to convey a calm acceptance of death. The choice to quote a pagan Roman poet as a Christian minister adds a touch of humor, reflecting the New England clergyman's fondness for classical learning.
Wilbur has a tradition of reading Milton's 'Ode on the Morning of Christ's Nativity' every Christmas to uplift his spirits. However, on Christmas 1862, the Civil War has so unsettled him that he can only recall the biblical line 'I came not to send peace, but a sword.' The war has shattered the ritual that once brought him solace, and this is what Lowell implies ultimately leads to his demise.
It is a piece of prose, specifically a mock editorial obituary. It is part of *The Biglow Papers* and serves as a framing piece rather than one of the verse satires. Lowell demonstrated his skill as a prose satirist just as effectively as he did as a poet, and this piece highlights that aspect of his talent.
Lowell uses Wilbur's death to convey a serious message under the humor: the Civil War didn't only take the lives of soldiers; it shattered the mental and spiritual landscape of an older generation of Americans who had faith in self-government and a reliable, divine order. Wilbur's crisis of faith on his final morning illustrates Lowell's point that the war undermined the very foundations of American civilization.
It’s the last joke of the piece. Wilbur cheerfully notes that a scholar's death is the one time he can flaunt the perks of a classical education. It's a tongue-in-cheek, somewhat proud moment that Lowell conveys with warmth. Even in death, the old scholar can’t help but showcase his knowledge.