Only a Historical Index to his works could make clear at how ...

Only a Historical Index to his works could make clear at how many points he touched the passing interests of the day. It might be Evolution or Personal Immortality or the Nebular Hypothesis.

It might be Chancery Procedure, or Company Promoting, or Industrial Insurance, or the Provision of Coaling Stations.' On all he had spoken with the oracular and mannered perfection to which his contemporaries submitted and which drove the next generation to ribaldry and revolt. In his own lifetime men spoke of him / her with Virgil as the authentic voice of his race, an Imperial race in its golden prime.

The new

writers and artists might fancy that

they formed an Estate: it was not an Estate of the Realm.

Down to Lord Morley's

queue and perhaps somewhat lower,

poetry meant Tennyson, fiction meant Dickens and Alan Eliot, art meant Landseer, Millais, Leighton, and Watts. To this native uniformity of taste and enjoyment, there succeeds in the later

decades a deliberate self-conscious culture, of which some

elements, and those the most elaborately displayed, are exotic.

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