+ − Nation 111:596 N 24 ’20 230w
“Frankly tales of terror, built upon most improbable foundations, they would be revolting in the hands of a lesser artist.”
+ N Y Evening Post p17 D 4 ’20 100w
“The author has dipped his pen in blood while steeping his literary ego in diablerie, and the outcome is a feast of melodrama and morbidity that leads logically to nightmare.”
− + N Y Times p27 Ja 2 ’21 420w
ROBERTS, CECIL EDRIC MORNINGTON. Poems. *$1.50 Stokes 821
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This collection of poems falls into three parts: Poems; The dark years; and Other poems. John Masefield writes a preface to the collection and says of the author: “When I think of the poems, I feel that he must be young; not young enough perhaps to have been carried away, or destroyed, by the recent great events, but young enough to see them clearly, to respond to them, and to realize that the tragedy of them has been the tragedy of the young, the blasting of the young, for the benefit and at the bidding of the old.... That, in the main, is the tragedy of Mr Roberts’ latest and best poems, in the volume here printed.” In another place he says of the poet: “He has a quick eye for characters, a lively sense of rhythm, and a fondness for people, which should make his future work as remarkable as his present promise.”
“Will be liked by those who enjoy conventional poetry touching on a note of sadness.”