Image and Imagination
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Image and Imagination presents some of C.S. Lewis's finest literary criticism and religious exposition. This selection gathers together forty book reviews—never before reprinted—as well as four major essays which have been unavailable for many decades, and a fifth essay, “Image and Imagination,” published for the first time. The essays and reviews substantiate Lewis's reputation as an eloquent and authoritative critic across a wide range of literature, and as a keen judge of contemporary scholarship, while his reviews of The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings will be of additional interest to scholars and students of fantasy.
C. S. Lewis
Clive Staples Lewis (1898-1963) fue uno de los intelectuales más importantes del siglo veinte y podría decirse que fue el escritor cristiano más influyente de su tiempo. Fue profesor particular de Literatura Inglesa y miembro de la junta de gobierno de la Universidad de Oxford hasta 1954, cuando fue nombrado profesor de Literatura Medieval y Renacentista en la Universidad de Cambridge, cargo que desempeñó hasta su jubilación. Sus contribuciones a la crítica literaria, la literatura infantil, la literatura fantástica y la teología popular le trajeron fama y aclamación a nivel internacional. C. S. Lewis escribió más de treinta libros, lo cual le permitió llegar a un público amplísimo, y sus obras aún atraen a miles de nuevos lectores cada año. Entre sus más distinguidas y populares obras están Las crónicas de Narnia, Los cuatro amores, Cartas del diablo a su sobrino y Mero cristianismo.
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Image and Imagination - C. S. Lewis
Contents
Preface by Walter Hooper
List of abbreviations
Part I Reflections on literature
1 The idea of an ‘English School’
2 Our English syllabus
3 Image and imagination
4 Arundell Esdaile, The Sources of English Literature
5 W. P. Ker, Form and Style in Poetry: Lectures and Notes, ed. R. W. Chambers
6 Denis de Rougemont, Poetry and Society and Claude Chavasse, The Bride of Christ
7 Oliver Elton (1861–1945): an obituary
8 Howard Rollin Patch, The Other World, According to Descriptions in Medieval Literature
9 Werner Schwarz, Principles and Problems of Biblical Translation
10 Tragic ends: George Steiner, The Death of Tragedy
11 Eros on the loose: David Loth, The Erotic in Literature
Part II The Inklings: Barfield, Tolkien, and Williams
12 Who gaf me drink?: Owen Barfield, Romanticism Comes of Age
13 G. A. L. Burgeon (= Owen Barfield), This Ever Diverse Pair
14 A world for children: J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit: or There and Back Again
15 Professor Tolkien's hobbit: J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit: or There and Back Again
16 The gods return to earth: J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring (being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings)
17 The dethronement of power: J. R. R. Tolkien, The Two Towers (being the Second Part of The Lord of the Rings) and The Return of the King (being the Third Part of The Lord of the Rings)
18 Preface from Essays Presented to Charles Williams, ed. C. S. Lewis
19 A sacred poem: Charles Williams, Taliessin Through Logres
20 Charles Williams, Taliessin Through Logres
21 Charles Walter Stansby Williams (1886–1945): an obituary
Part III Reflections on Christianity and literature
22 A Lectionary of Christian Prose from the Second Century to the Twentieth Century, ed. A. C. Bouquet
23 The Oxford Book of Christian Verse, ed. Lord David Cecil
24 Dorothy L. Sayers, The Mind of the Maker
25 Selected sermons: A Selection from the Occasional Sermons of Ronald Arbuthnott Knox, ed. Evelyn Waugh
26 Foreword to Joy Davidman, Smoke on the Mountain: An Interpretation of the Ten Commandments
27 Preface to Austin Farrer, A Faith of Our Own
Part IV Classical literature
28 Odysseus sails again: The Odyssey, trans. Robert Fitzgerald
29 Ajax and others: John Jones, On Aristotle and Greek Tragedy
30 Lucretius
31 T. R. Henn, Longinus and English Criticism
32 Helen M. Barrett, Boethius: Some Aspects of his Times and Work
Part V Medieval and Renaissance literature
33 Ruth Mohl, The Three Estates in Medieval and Renaissance Literature
34 J. W. H. Atkins, English Literary Criticism: The Medieval Phase
35 Arthuriana: Arthurian Literature in the Middle Ages: A Collaborative Study, ed. R. S. Loomis
36 Introduction from Selections from Laȝamon’s Brut, ed. G. L. Brook
37 Andreas Capellanus, The Art of Courtly Love, with introduction, translation, and notes by John Jay Parry
38 Rhyme and reason: Dorothy L. Sayers, The Poetry of Search and the Poetry of Statement
39 Alan M. F. Gunn, The Mirror of Love: A Reinterpretation of The Romance of the Rose
40 The English prose Morte
41 Leone Ebreo, The Philosophy of Love (Dialoghi d’Amore), trans. J. Friedeberg-Seeley and Jean H. Barnes, and intro. Cecil Roth
42 E. K. Chambers, Sir Thomas Wyatt and Some Collected Studies
43 M. Pauline Parker, The Allegory of the Faerie Queene
44 John Vyvyan, Shakespeare and the Rose of Love
Part VI Milton and later English literature
45 Logan Pearsall Smith, Milton and his Modern Critics
46 Douglas Bush, Paradise Lost in Our Time: Some Comments
47 H. W. Garrod, Collins
48 Hugh Kingsmill, Matthew Arnold
49 Evelyn Waugh, Rossetti: His Life and Works
50 Boswell's bugbear: Sir John Hawkins, The Life of Samuel Johnson, ed. Bertram Hylton Davis
51 Poetry and exegesis: Harold Bloom, The Visionary Company: A Reading of English Romantic Poetry
52 The Sagas and modern life – Morris, Mr Yeats, and the originals: Dorothy M. Hoare, The Works of Morris and of Yeats in Relation to Early Saga Literature
53 Haggard rides again: Morton Cohen, Rider Haggard: His Life and Works
Notes
Index
About the Author
Books by C. S. Lewis
Copyright
About the Publisher
PREFACE
Walter Hooper
C. S. Lewis would not have published anything he was not satisfied with, but his overflowing bookshelves contained few of his own books and writings. We can only wonder at what he'd make of this new book, which gathers up all his book reviews, forty-two in total, covering thirty-five years. These have never been collected and will be new to most readers. In addition, the book includes four major essays unavailable in print for over half a century (‘The idea of an English School
’, ‘Our English syllabus’, the preface to Essays Presented to Charles Williams, ‘The English prose Morte’), two essays that Lewis drafted but never published (‘Image and imagination’, ‘Lucretius’), two obituaries (on Oliver Elton and Charles Williams), his preface to A Faith of Our Own by his friend, the theologian Austin Farrer, the foreword to Smoke on the Mountain by Joy Davidman, the woman he eventually married, and his introduction to an edition of La U+021D amon's Brut, which he thought he might, one day, translate.
For ease of reference and as a guide through so broad an array of topics, I have presented the different essays and reviews under six broadly thematic sections, rather than chronologically. The first section contains general discussions of literature and literary history. The second includes Lewis's formal, published assessments of the work of his friends in the Inklings circle. A section reflecting on aspects of Christianity follows, and then the rest of the book considers, in turn, specific issues regarding Classical literature, Medieval and Renaissance literature, and, finally, Milton and later English literature. Within each section, material is arranged chronologically by subject (and so, for example, a discussion of Homer precedes one on Aristotle), and more general topics appear before those more narrowly focused. Readers should remember however that Lewis's mind was especially adept at forging unexpected connections. It was part of his genius to recognize that rationality and religion, the material and the metaphorical all inform one another. An essay or review in one chapter, therefore, may have – probably will have – implications for arguments expressed elsewhere.
This book will appeal principally to anyone with general interests in literature and religion, as well as those who have a particular regard for the academic work of C. S. Lewis or who simply like good English prose style. Taken together, the essays and reviews present some of his best literary criticism and religious exposition. Many were composed with the general reader in mind, having been written originally for popular newspapers and magazines such as The Listener, the Observer, the Spectator, the Sunday Telegraph, Time and Tide, The Times, and the Times Literary Supplement. As ever, I am grateful to the C. S. Lewis Estate for permission to reproduce this material.
I owe an immense debt to Dr A. T. Reyes, the Classical scholar, best known to Lewis readers for his magisterial edition of C. S. Lewis's translation of The Aeneid – C. S. Lewis's Lost Aeneid: Arms and the Exile (2011) – and to my godson, G. E. M. Lippiatt of Hertford College, who supplied, besides much good advice, the translation of Lewis's French piece, ‘What France means to me’ in Chapter 20 (see pp. 143–6). I am very grateful to both.
Finally, I would like to thank the Syndics of Cambridge University Press for agreeing to publish this book. Dr Linda Bree, the editor in charge of its production, has been helpful and kind throughout. In 1969, I edited for Cambridge Lewis's Selected Literary Essays, to which I hope this new collection of writings will serve as a worthy companion and pendent.
LIST OF ABBREVIATIONS
The following abbreviated references have been used:
PART I
REFLECTIONS ON LITERATURE
C. S. Lewis's pre-eminence as an author, academic and apologist is such that we often forget he was, for the most part, a teacher. At Oxford, every term, for eight weeks, he lectured and gave tutorials in English literature to undergraduates, aside from fulfilling other duties, decanal or administrative, on behalf of the University and the residents of his College. The first two long essays here, from the collection Rehabilitations and Other Essays (1939) reveal how important this facet of his life was to him. In both, he discusses the importance of academic rigour and intellectual exploration, not only in universities, but also in schools. The third long essay, ‘Image and imagination’ appears here for the first time. It is a philosophical analysis of the way an ‘image’ may inspire ‘imagination’ and vice versa. In a way, ‘Image and imagination’ is analogous to Tolkien's famous story ‘Leaf by niggle’. Both are conceptual treatments of what is happening when an author creates an imaginary world. The other articles display the range of Lewis's literary interests, casting light on the smallest matters of bibliography, as well as more weighty problems of translation and interpretation.
1
The idea of an ‘English School’
Non leve quiddam interest inter humanae mentis idola et divinae mentis ideas, hoc est inter placita quaedam inania et veras signaturas atque impressiones factas in creaturis, prout inveniuntur.¹
Bacon, Novum Organum, i.23
The title of this paper is unfortunate in recalling that of Newman's best book.² It is doubly unfortunate in so far as it not only suggests, on my part, an arrogant intention of pitting myself against so great a writer, but also carries with it an omen of failure on the practical side; for none of the things which Newman advised has come to pass. Yet some such title is unavoidable. I intend, it is true, to talk a good deal about the Final Honour School of English as it actually exists at Oxford. But I am concerned with that School not as an historical fact but as an approximation to an ideal. What we are doing at Oxford is of universal interest only as an indication of what, on my view, we are trying to do or ought to do. We are doubtless full of faults and do not shun criticism, provided such criticism is based on an understanding of our aims. You may not agree with these aims – though I hope that you will – but do not blame a man for making slow progress to the North when he is trying to get to the East.
We are under no illusions as to our reputation in the outer world. What our enemies think of us is vigorously enough, if not always very lucidly, conveyed by the expressions they use – by their references to ‘the Germanic jungle’, ‘all this philology’, ‘Verner's law’, ‘Anglo-Saxon’, and (most damning of all) ‘Gothic’. When we listen attentively to this buzz of condemnation, we think that we can distinguish two strains in it. The confusion between ‘Germanic’ or ‘Anglo-Saxon’ on the one hand and ‘philology’ or ‘Verner's law’ on the other, is made, we believe, by two classes of people. In the first class we find the man who is still living in the Renaissance, the belated Ascham,³ who is quite sure that literature he cannot translate must be bad literature – must be ‘Gothic’ in the classical sense of the word. He does not like the poetry of the Dark, and Middle Ages (ignoti nulla cupido)⁴ and he uses ‘philology’ simply as a term of abuse. He is not really thinking of philology at all. In the second class we find a much more respectable opponent, probably a real scholar who knows that he does not know any medieval language. His objection is not to the unknown literatures – in such a man it could not be – but to comparative philology. He has in his mind the picture of a promising academic discipline, in which the young might have been guided to a systematic study of our English classics, not without some subsidiary Greek and Latin to steady their judgement, perverted and thwarted by irrelevant excursions into Germanic philology; he sees the interest which ought to have been concentrated on Shakespeare and Johnson dissipated on mere comparisons between English and cognate languages; and he wonders why English should have been selected to carry this purely scientific and unliterary burden which might, with equal propriety or impropriety, have been bound on the back of several other subjects.
To this second, and reasonable, type of critic, our reply is a simple one. His information is out of date. No undergraduate at Oxford is obliged to know a single word of Gothic, old High German, or Old Norse, or to study the relations between these languages and his own. The English student can choose between three alternative courses, all of which can conduct him to the highest honours. One of these is frankly medieval, and if a student chooses it he does so because he is interested in early English and its immediate relatives. The second is a halfway house – a complicated affair that need not now concern us. The third is the literary course proper, which the vast majority of our students take.
But here comes the rub. This third and literary course, I must confess, contains three papers which the enemy will be tempted to describe as ‘philological’. The first is on Modern English, and deals mainly with the history of meaning, whether in syntax or vocabulary. The second is on Anglo-Saxon texts, and the third on Middle English texts. I do not imagine that the critic I have in view will object very strongly to the first of these. If he does, the official voice of our English School will reply with the very pertinent question, ‘Do you wish students to understand what they read or not?’ For the fact is that those who have had no experience in the teaching of English are living a fool's paradise as regards the ability of the average undergraduate to construe his mother tongue. Again and again curious statements in the essays of our pupils can be traced back to an original failure to make out the sense of Milton or Johnson or Coleridge, as a schoolboy fails to make out the sense of Caesar or Xenophon. And with this answer I expect that the critics will be satisfied. But the other two papers – the Anglo-Saxon and Middle English texts – I fear he will regard as vestigial, as relics of that philological period in which, admittedly, English studies at Oxford began – ein Theil des Theils, der anfangs alles war.⁵ He will be in danger of looking upon them as a rearguard which has not yet been defeated but whose defeat may be hourly expected. His hopes are vain; and it is at this point that I must join issue with him. If any of the three papers is really vestigial, it is the paper on Modern English. I have just stated the official defence for it; but it would be disingenuous not to confess that this paper is a subject of dispute among ourselves. I am, in fact, one of those who disapprove of it. But that is not our present concern. I mention it only to emphasize the fact that this paper is incomparably the most philological of the three, and that the other two, so far from being vestigial, are essential to the idea of an English School as I see it.
Before I attempt to explain why, I must remove two possible misconceptions. One is the belief that Anglo-Saxon is a language other than English, or even, as used to be said, that English is a third language born from the union of two earlier languages, Anglo-Saxon and French. This is an error so gross that six weeks’ study would remove it from the minds of the most prejudiced. You might as well say that Latin was a new language born from the union of Roman and Greek. Anglo-Saxon is simply early English. Norman-French is simply one of the foreign languages which, from time to time, have enriched our vocabulary. Most of the changes which separate what we call Anglo-Saxon from what we call Middle English had begun before the Normans landed, and would have followed much the same course if no Conquest had ever occurred. Brevity compels me to be dogmatic; but it is not really a subject that admits of discussion.
The second misconception turns on our old friend ‘philology’. There is no philology in the papers on Anglo-Saxon and Middle English. They are papers on texts, consisting of a core of passages for translation surrounded by questions on archaeological, textual, cultural, or historical matters relevant to the texts. The student is asked to know about Beowulf or Pearl just those things which the classical examiner demands that he should know about Virgil or Sophocles. Philology is absent, unless you call grammar philology. Before some audiences I should feel it my duty to insist rather strongly on the value of grammar. I am told that there have been critics of Chaucer who perpetrated serious blunders in translation, and built up formidable aesthetic superstructures on a purely intuitive, and sometimes erroneous, conception of their author's meaning. But I presume that every one present agrees that if you are going to read a book at all, it is desirable to be able to tell which words are in the Nominative and which are in the Accusative.
We are now, at last, in a position to come to grips with the main question. Granted that these old books are written in what is unmistakably English, and granted that we do not set philological questions on them, still, it will be asked, why should we read them? What relevance has the study of Beowulf for the man who wants to read modern English literature? If we are looking for sheer poetical merit, are there not many poems greater than Beowulf and no more difficult? Why not the Iliad, or the Aeneid? If, on the other hand, we are looking for the origins of Modern literature, shall we not find them in Rome and Greece? None of our great poets could read Anglo-Saxon: nearly all of them could and did read Latin, and some knew Greek.
I will take the second question first, and before I attempt to answer it, let me protest that I am no enemy of the classics. I have read the Aeneid through more often than I have read any long poem; I have just finished re-reading the Iliad; to lose what I owe to Plato and Aristotle would be like the amputation of a limb. Hardly any lawful price would seem to me too high for what I have gained by being made to learn Latin and Greek. If any question of the value of classical studies were before us, you would find me on the extreme right. I do not know where the last ditch in our educational war may be at the moment; but point it out to me on the trench-map and I will go to it. At present, however, we are only asking whether it is true that the origins of English literature are to be found in the classics. And perhaps if ‘the origins’ here means ‘all the origins’ no one, however, ignorant, would answer Yes. At most our critics can only mean that of the innumerable debts which our literary tradition owes, the debt to Rome and Greece is the greatest and most important. I do not think this is true.
The first step in an inquiry into its truth is to rule out the greatest Greek poets and philosophers. Except on a few isolated writers such as Milton and Gray,⁶ these have no influence worth talking about before the nineteenth century. Chapman's Homer, and even Pope's,⁷ might almost have been written to prove that Homer was invisible to Englishmen until the Romantic Revival had cleared their eyes. In drama, Seneca is of far more importance than all the Greek tragedians put together. The real Plato counts for less in our tradition than that strange theosophy which Ficino⁸ and others called ‘Platonic theology’. Aristotle, I admit, in a slightly Thomized form, bit deeply into the minds of the Middle Ages; but where are the literary results of this? On seventeenth-century criticism we can trace his influence at every step, but it is an influence almost wholly mischievous.
Having got rid of these august but irrelevant names, it may be well to remind ourselves of the authors who have really affected us deeply and over long periods. Of the Romans those naturally come first who enjoyed the same degree and nearly the same kind of prestige both before and after the Renaissance – the great Kings whose reign had begun before Beowulf was written and has not ended yet. I mean, of course Boethius, Ovid, and Virgil – and I would put them roughly in that order of importance. Immediately below these, in length and security of reign, we might put Juvenal, the moral works of Cicero and Seneca, Horace, Statius, Claudian, and a few others. Apuleius and the elder Pliny would come a good deal higher than they do in our modern scholastic tradition. Of the Greeks, the great gossiping authors, the repositories of anecdote, like Plutarch and Diogenes Laertius, would stand at the top of the list. Second to these we should find, indistinguishably blended, the joint influence of Theocritus and the novelists – Longus, Heliodorus, and the like; and perhaps – but I am doubtful about my facts here – the influence of the Anthology.⁹
Having identified the influential authors it remains to consider what their influence really was. It is clear, in the first place, that our literature is not greatly indebted to them for its forms. We are apt to forget that Milton's classical epic and classical tragedy are lonely exceptions. Most attempts to transplant an ancient form into English literature have failed. Milton is the single survivor in a forlorn hope where Cowley, Blackmore, and Glover fell: Samson lives, but Gorboduc, Cato, and Caratacus do not. A list of our best narrative poems would contain Troilus, The Faerie Queene, The Prelude, Don Juan, and Endymion, and would leave out all our classical epics save one. A list of our greatest dramas would give an even more striking result. Our lyric poetry is, no doubt, richly decorated in certain periods with borrowings from ancient Latin and Greek, though they are not more numerous than its borrowings from medieval Latin, from Italian, and from old and modern French. Its chief serious attempt to adopt an ancient form, however, has left behind it only one or two successes by Gray amidst a ruinous waste of ‘Pindarique Odes’; and in the very nature of things formal similarities between quantitative lyric and rhymed accentual lyric must be very superficial. Already in Summer is icumen in we are basing our lyrical poetry on discoveries in music which the Greeks never made. The novel, born from the marriage of the periodical essay and the romance, or the sonnet, descending from the Provençals, are even farther removed from ancient literature. The Satire and the Pastoral are more instructive, for in them we can see side by side the unhappy attempts to adhere to the classical form and the happy departures from it. The Roman model – the static, rambling diatribe – is preserved by Donne, Hall, Marston, and Churchill, and by Pope in his inferior works; our great satires, deserting this in favour of extravagant satiric fiction and owing something, perhaps, to Lucian and the Margites, but much more to Rabelais and Cervantes, have given us Hudibras, Absalom, The Rape, The Dunciad, Gulliver, Don Juan, Erewhon, and Brave New World. In the Pastoral we can trace both developments in the same writer (and that, not only in English) as we gratefully lay aside Sannazaro's tedious Piscatory Eclogues and open his Arcadia or turn from the fussy futility of the Shepherd's Calendar to the sixth book of The Faerie Queene. The little drop of Theocritus properly mixed with northern romance and Provençal love poetry improves the drink: offer it neat, and our stomachs turn. We can read Sidney and William Browne, but who, unbribed, would open the pastorals of Mantuan, Barclay, or Googe?
But perhaps I have argued too long on a point that is obvious. No one can really be maintaining that the best and most characteristic English work is deeply indebted to the classics for its form. We are more likely to be told that something subtler than a form – a spirit or temper or attitude – has been transferred. And, of course, I have no wish to deny that many individual English authors have in this way been deeply affected by their classical reading. We cannot even imagine Chapman without the Stoics, Burke without Cicero, or Tennyson without Virgil. It is equally true, however, that we cannot imagine Chaucer without Guillaume de Lorris, or Spenser without Ariosto, or Morris without Froissart and the Edda. Of tracing such individual affinities there would be no end. What the argument requires is to show that the spirit of our literature, or our best literature, or most of our best literature, is closer to that of the classics than to that of other cultures. And this, I think, has never been shown.
Ovid's erotic poetry, received by our culture, becomes the poetry of Courtly Love; his mythological poetry becomes the wonder of Chaucer and Gower, the allegorical and astrological pantheon of Fulgentius and Lydgate, the gods of Botticelli, Titian, and Tintoretto, the emblematic deities of masque and ballet and pantomime, and the capitalized abstractions of eighteenth-century verse. The tale of Troy wears casque and habergeon in the fourteenth, lace and periwig in the eighteenth, century. The Pastoral, snatched from those realistic Sicilian slopes, is carried into the depths of an Arcadian golden age and there enchanted. The change which the classics undergo when we take them into our own imagination is precisely a change of spirit or temper. Names and myths remain, but all is romanticized, darkened here and softened there, filled with new shadows and assimilated to our needs. There is no question of new wine being poured into old bottles: rather, a little new wine is poured into a lot of old wine. We were not an emptiness which the classics filled, nor a patient on which they acted. We had our own idiosyncrasy. We also were a spirit, an ancient, complex, and intensely active spirit. We let in what we could turn to our own substance, and the process of digestion was thorough. Quidquid recipitur, recipitur ad modum recipientis.¹⁰ Of this recipiens, the real English Muse, the mother of us all, I shall have more to say in a few moments. She is, you will notice, the person who has hitherto been left out of the story.
My present duty, however, is to answer the question I set myself: what did the influence of the classics really amount to? And already, I fear, it may seem to you that I have proved too much. If they gave us neither form nor spirit, then what, in heaven's name, is this debt to them which even I acknowledge? The answer to that is a very simple one. They gave us Matter: not a new way of writing and feeling, but new things to write and feel about – theories, histories, facts, myths, anecdotes, people. That is why the gossiping or encyclopaedic authors, like Plutarch, Pliny, Diogenes Laertius, Aulus Gellius, and Macrobius are so important. This is the real impress which classical education has left on our literature. You can read English poetry for days on end without coming across classic form or classic feeling; but you will have been inundated with references to how Acteon died or what birds saved the Capitol, what Agesilaus said or Pompey did, the constitution of Sparta, the matrimonial troubles of Socrates, and some one's witty reply to Alexander. It is this kind of influence that lies on the surface of our literature and meets every one's gaze; and it is of this that most people are really thinking when they say that our origins are in Greece and Rome.
But a source of matter is a very different thing from a source of inspiration, a real influence on form and spirit. The difference becomes clear if we compare the effect of the Classics upon us with the effect of a force that reached us a few centuries before the Renaissance. I promised, a minute ago, to say something more of our mother, the English Muse – the recipiens who receives everything in her own fashion. It is now time to remind you that long before this mother of ours met with Greek literature, she had already had a lover – a much more masterful lover whom she has never yet been able to forget. I mean, of course, Old French. I have said that you can read English poetry for a long time without coming across classic form. You cannot read one verse, unless it is vers