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Rh ornamented book of verses, would produce something like the following:—


 * 'A creature


 * Of feature


 * More dark, more dark, more dark than skies,


 * Yea, darkly wise, yea, darkly wise:


 * Darkly wise as a formless fate


 * And if he be great


 * If he be great, then rudely great,


 * Rudely great as a plough that plies,


 * And darkly wise, and darkly wise.'

Have we really learnt to think more broadly? Or have we only learnt to spread our thoughts thinner? I have a dark suspicion that a modern poet might manufacture an admirable lyric out of almost every line of Pope.

There is, of course, an idea in our time