By Carlos Williams, William
From “George Washington” in In the American Grain, a collection of essays by William Carlos Williams, © 1933, (pp 142-144).
Here was a man of tremendous vitality buried in a massive frame and under a rather stolid and untractable exterior which the
ladies somewhat feared, I fancy. He must have looked well to them, from a distance, or say on horseback - but later it proved
a little too powerful for comfort. And he wanted them too; violently. One can imagine him curiously alive to the need of dainty
waistcoats, lace and kid gloves, in which to cover that dangerous rudeness which he must have felt about himself. His interest
in dress at a certain period of his career is notorious.
...
Some girl at Princeton, was it? had some joke with him about a slipper at a dance. He was full of it. And there was the obscene
anecdote he told that night in the boat crossing the Delaware.
...
America has a special destiny for such men, I suppose, great wench lovers - there is the letter from Jefferson attesting it
in the case of Washington, if that were needed - terrible leaders they might make if one could release them. It seems a loss
not compensated for by the tawdry stuff bred after them - in place of a splendor, too rare. They are a kind of American swan
song, each one.
The whole crawling mass gnaws on them - hates them. He was hated, don't imagine he was not. The minute he had secured their
dung heap for them - he had to take their dirt in the face.
From deep within, you may count upon it, came those final words when, his head in his friend's lap, he said with difficulty:
“Doctor, I am dying, and have been dying for a long time,..” adding to reassure them, “but I am not afraid to die.”
He is the typical sacrifice to the mob - in a great many ways thoroughly disappointing.
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