Writings by Susan Dickinson: Review of Hardy

H bMS Am 1118.95, Box 9

them but brevity will ever
be the soul of wit and religion
too, we believe. The book seems
not as if written fiction, but
rather as if a dumb man,
with the eye of a seer, led
us out into a sacred hill-
top, and pointed reverently
to mountain, crag, meadows,
the sea, sky, infinities of
might, and vanished. The
strength of the book drives
one to the belief in ~~his~~ ^man's power
to choose however the fine spun


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