William Ellery Channing is the most beautiful name I'm aware of. One was a theologian and his nephew (of the same name) was a poet (two of the most interesting occupations). The poet was a friend of Thoreau and Emerson and a Transcendentalist. The uncle rejected Calvinism (!). The poet wrote about Thoreau:

His love bestowed

Was not a gift in fractions, half-way done;

But with some mellow goodness, like a sun,

He shone o'er mortal hearts, and taught their buds

To blossom early, thence ripe fruit and seed.