Taboo - A Legend Retold from the Dirghic of Sævius Nicanor, with - Prolegomena, Notes, and a Preliminary Memoir by James Branch Cabell
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(saith Sævius Nicanor), I have laboriously collected this Cento out of
divers Writers, and that _sine injuria_, I have wronged no authors, but given every man his own; which Sosimenes so much commends in Nicanor, he stole not whole verses, pages, tracts, as some do nowadays, concealing their Authors' names, but still said this was Cleophantus', that Philistion's, that Mnesides', so said Julius Bassus, so Timaristus, thus far Ophelion: I cite and quote mine own Authors (which howsoever some illiterate scribblers account pedantical, as a cloak of ignorance and opposite to their affected fine style, I must and will use) _sumpsi, non surripui_, and what Varro _de re rustica_ speaks of bees, _minime malificæ quod nullius opus vellicantes faciunt deterius_, I can say of myself no less heartily than Sosimenes his laud of Nicanor." PROLEGOMENA _Nec caput habentia, nec caudam_ "I had a little husband, no bigger than my thumb, I put him in my pint-pot, and there I bid him drum." Pre-eminently the most engaging feature of a topic which pure chance and impure idiocy have of late conspired to pull about in the public prints,--I mean the question of "indecency" in writing,--is the patent ease with which this topic may be disposed of. Since time's beginning, every age has had its literary taboos, selecting certain things--more |
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