And all the air a solemn stillness holds,
he observed how seldom Gray seemed satisfied with this inversion of the accusative and the nominative, and how he himself endeavoured, as a rule, to avoid it.—H. M. B.
[64] My own writing he compared to “the limbs of a flea.”
[65] In Problems and Persons (Longmans), Appendix A.
[66] Nineteenth Century, January 1893.
[67] Sunday, October 27, 1872.—I asked A. T. at Aldworth what he thought he had done most perfect. He said, “Nothing,” only fragments of things that he could think at all so—such as “Come down, O Maid,” written on his first visit to Switzerland, and “Tears, idle Tears.”
He told me he meant to write the siege of Delhi, an ode in rhyme, but was refused the papers.
[68] [“Until absorbed into the Divine.”—Ed.]
[69] See Appendix C.
[70] See Translation by Frederick Tennyson, p. 56.