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...just how multi importance is to be attached a literary work as indication of the mental processes of a class. But even admitting the significance of the author of "A Farewell to Arms" in this respect, there is a further doubt. If the members of the present college generation confess themselves truly pictured by Hemingway, and, as Fadiman says, "as vitally maimed as the hero of The Sun Also Rise," they confess themselves beaten, not by the war, with which they had no direct contact, but by the depression. A great many dire things indeed may be predicted from such...
...Author, Chicago-born of New England stock, does not regard his province as a Coolidge Holy Land. His report of it is as factual as a newspaper, as much more interesting as the truth-between-the-lines. Says he: 'I will confess that I think of myself as being entirely New England and having an almost proprietary knowledge of it. You know the kind of thing I mean-a struggle with myself not to be a little bit Olympian when other people talk about it." His New Winton may be Kent, Conn, (where he went to school...
...Geoffrey Chaucer (circa 1340-1400), whom posterity has agreed to call a pretty poet, has had his ups & downs. Many a lesser man, making light of Chaucer's archaic English, has tried to re-drape his sturdy uncouthness in modern dress. 17th-century Poet John Dryden ("Chaucer, I confess, is a rough Diamond; and must first be polish'd e'er he shines") was one. Latest is Columbia Professor George Philip Krapp. Partly because new books are scarce around Christmastime, partly because Random House books look well on any shelves, partly because Editors Carl Van Doren...
...maddened by a foolish, over-emphasized sport. He falls under the enchantment of fair ladyes, breathing an exotic Parisian perfume (twenty-five dollars an ounce in the year of our Lord nineteen-hundred and twenty-nine)and he remembers one, perhaps, who was intelligent; intelligent, and must the Vagabond confess, unattainable. So shall the eynic recant, with only the words, that if he heard a lecture on Saturday, it shall be from the uncomfortable vantage point of the Eli's fence...
...case the wealth of an instructor's information over and above that obtainable in books, together with his interpretative views, are such that it is essential for him to talk twice a week for a half year. Thirty-two dull, padded disquisitions (and who has not heard young instructors confess to this vice?) might give way to fifteen comparatively brilliant ones, delivered towards the end of the semester. The more the faculty become convinced that their function is to comment, not to instruct, that the ideal is not to talk fifty-seven minutes three times a week...