The Poet's Poet by Elizabeth Atkins
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wherein he takes pride in the reflection:
Weigh this song with the great and their pride; I made it out of a mouthful of air; Their children's children shall say they have lied. But a more vibrantly personal note breaks out from time to time in the most original verse of the last century, as in Wordsworth's testimony, Yet to me I feel That an internal brightness is vouchsafed That must not die, [Footnote: _Home at Grasmere_.] or in Walt Whitman's injunction: Recorders ages hence, Come, I will take you down underneath this impassive Exterior. I will tell you what to say of me. [Footnote: See also, _Long Long Hence_.] Nowadays, in fact, even minor poets for the most part frankly avow the importance of their works. We find George Edward Woodberry in the clutches of the old-fashioned habit of apology, to be sure, [Footnote: See _My Country_.]--perhaps this is one reason the radicals are so opposed to him; but in the ranks of the radicals themselves we find very few retaining any doubt of themselves. [Footnote: Exceptions are Jessie Rittenhouse, _Patrius_; Lawrence Houseman, _Mendicant Rhymes_; Robert Silliman Hillyer, _Poor Faltering Rhymes_.] Self-assertion is especially characteristic of their self-appointed leader, Ezra Pound, |
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