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Title: Ancient lights and certain new reflections, being the memories of a young man;
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Ford, Ford Madox, 1873-1939
Subjects: Pre-Raphaelitism
Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall, Ltd.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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hem was a great and serious fact. For therewas a time—yes, really there was a time !—when thepublication of a volume of poems was still an event—an event making great names and fortunes notmerely mediocre. I do not mean to say that inthe seventies and eighties carriages still blockedAlbemarle Street, but if Mr. OShaughnessy wasunderstood to be putting the finishing touches tothe proof-sheets of his next volume there arose animmense excitement amongst all the other poets,amongst all the Pre-Raphaelite Circle and all theoutsiders connected with the Circle and all theconnections of all the outsiders. What the bookwas going to be like was discussed eagerly. So-and-so was understood to have seen the proof-sheets,and what the Athenceum would say, or what theAthenceum did say, excited all the circumjacentauthors quite as much as would nowadays thewinning of the Derby by a horse belonging to HisMajesty the King. All these things are mostextraordinarily changed. Small volumes of poema 38
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.SWINIiUUNE, SUKEr.Y THE MOST I.OYAI, OF KKIENDS (Photo by .stereoscopic Co.) (To f<u; p. 38 Gloom and the Poets descend upon ones head in an unceasing shower.They come so quickly that one cannot even imaginethe authors have time themselves to read theproof-sheets. How much less, then, their friends !But as for fame or fortune ! . . . I am acquainted with an author—I am much toowell acquainted with an author who one day hadwhat in the language of the nineties was called a boom, At the height of this agreeable periodhe published a volume of poems. It cannot be saidthat the press did not welcome him rapturously :he received a column and a half of praise in theDaily Telegraph, something more than a columnin the Daily Chronicle, just over two columns inThe Times itself, and three lines of contempt in theSpectator, which alone in the eighties would havesufficed to make the fortune of any poet. Of thisvolume of poems, heralded and boomed as it was,and published in the year 1908, the pu

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