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		<title>Metaphor and poetic mendacity.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 23:38:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Roden Noel: When...we attribute to nature a sympathy with our moods, whether of joy or sorrow, we are not under an amiable delusion; the intuition is true, although the shape it assumes may not always be scientifically correct. Nature, like man, has her bright, rich, joyous, and her desolate, decaying phases; in joy we feel the former most, in sorrow we feel and discern more especially the latter. We may indulge these feelings to a morbid degree and see things too brightly or too gloomily; but the sense of a sympathy in nature has its basis in fact.]]></description>
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		<title>The Janus Face of Metaphor.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 11:59:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alan Wall: Rid language of metaphor and it falls apart. In fact, it is impossible to speak without metaphor. Even if we trained ourselves to avoid figures of speech altogether, catachresis inhabits the lexicon: our etymologies constitute a riot of metaphoric transfer.]]></description>
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		<title>Joseph de Maistre&#8217;s &#8216;different sort of progress&#8217;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 13:20:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Anthony O'Hear: There is one respect in which Maistre might himself be too much a figure of his own age: he is as much a believer in progress as his Enlightenment opponents. It is just a different sort of progress. ]]></description>
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		<title>Ruin, the collector, and ‘sad mortality’.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 15:06:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alan Wall: The collection exists in order to hold ruin at bay, so there is an acute poignancy to the ruin of any collection. Particle meets anti-particle; annihilation ensues. Alfred Russel Wallace spent years putting together his collection of animals and plants from the Amazon. The brig on to which they were loaded for return to England caught fire, and almost everything was destroyed. ]]></description>
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		<title>The Bibliomania.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 15:01:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[John Ferriar: Proudly he shews, with many a smile elate,
The scrambling subjects of the private plate;
While Time their actions and their names bereaves,
They grin forever in the guarded leaves.]]></description>
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		<title>A brief guide to Oxford&#8217;s &#8216;Very Short Introductions&#8217;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 01:57:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelene Wandor: The first ‘Very Short Introduction’ appeared in the mid-1990s, and now there are nearly 300 books, which have sold over three million copies, and been translated into over twenty-five languages. The virtue is unadorned: A 'Very Short Introduction' contains all you need to know in order to decide if you need to know more. The recipe is a tough call: a 'Very Short Introduction' must necessarily historicise, provide an epistemological guide to the subject, analyse its conceptual and ideological issues, and wrap it all up – for now. ]]></description>
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		<title>Charles Dickens in the editor&#8217;s chair.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2011 22:56:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Percy Fitzgerald: There is one view of Dickens which has scarcely been sufficiently dealt with, namely, his relations with his literary brethren and friends, as editor and otherwise. These exhibit him in a most engaging light, and will perhaps be a surprise even to those abundantly familiar with his amiable and gracious ways.]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry of &#8216;a detailed curiosity&#8217;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 14:11:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alan Wall: Although radically different books, both Michelene Wandor’s writing and Myra Sklarew’s exhibit a detailed curiosity regarding the minutiae of existence, whether itemising seventeenth-century trade or arachnid encounters. The threads that tie dissimilarities together, whether gossamer or memories of Lithuania, hold the poems together with an alert gracefulness. ]]></description>
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		<title>Some belated gratitude for Ruth Stone.</title>
		<link>http://fortnightlyreview.co.uk/2011/11/ruth-stone/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 12:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE BUSINESS OF LIVING early and working late seems like a New England virtue. Certainly, it is one that Ruth Stone, a Yankee poet, mastered perfectly. It&#8217;s not surprising that for a poet whose work – and not her celebrity – makes her &#8220;major&#8221;, it took most of us a lifetime to catch up to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Coleridge as a poet.</title>
		<link>http://fortnightlyreview.co.uk/2011/10/coleridge-as-a-poet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2011 15:34:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Edward Dowden: Coleridge broke with tradition in the vulgar sense of the word; he broke with tradition in theology, philosophy, politics; yet he did so in a spirit more truly loyal to the past than was the common orthodoxy in theology or philosophy, or the common Toryism in politics.]]></description>
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