“Mr Lytton Strachey has already devoted a few acid paragraphs to ‘this earnest adolescent.’ But Mr Osborne is free from any such levity. To him Clough is neither the corpus vile nor the hero: he is the occasion none the less for some uncommonly adroit criticism.”
+ Freeman 1:427 Jl 14 ’20 1150w
“Mr Osborne’s temper, at least as it exhibits itself here, is almost too well suited to his subject. A heartier, less scrupulous treatment might have left more oxygen in the air at the really depressing end.” M. V. D.
+ − Nation 112:122 Ja 26 ’21 640w
Reviewed by B. R. Redman
N Y Times p11 O 3 ’20 1350w
“Mr Osborne’s book is a critique rather than a biography; suggestive, but not satisfying. He would have done better had he given us less of his own interpretations and more of Clough’s letters, leaving the reader to interpret their significance for himself.”
+ − Outlook 125:507 Jl 14 ’20 100w
“The unimportant subject is exhaustively and exhaustingly studied. Nothing could exceed the pains with which we are told what a man who is not made interesting thought.”
+ − Review 3:655 D 29 ’20 120w