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"It is strange. That mare Lizzette is a wonder, an' by gad, sah, didn't the old pacer come? By gad, but if he'd begun that drive jus' fifty yards sooner our money" Flecker groaned: "We're gone, Colonel one thousand we put up and the one we hedged with." "By gad, sah, but, Flecker, don't you think Lizzette went smoother that last heat? She had a different stride, a different gait."
But a remark made of Tennyson is still more applicable to Flecker. "He was an artist before he was a poet." Even as a small boy, he had astonishing facility, but naturally wrote little worth preserval. The Collected Poems show an extraordinary command of his instrument. He had the orthodox virtues of the orthodox poet rime and rhythm, cunning in words, skill in nature-painting, imagination.
Above the judges had hung out: 6th Heat: Lizzette, 1st; Ben Butler, 2nd. Time, 2:14. When Flecker of Tennessee saw the time hung out, he jumped from his seat exclaiming: "Six heats and the last heat the fastest? Who ever heard of a tired mare cutting ten seconds off that way? By the eternal, but something's wrong there." "Six heats an' the last one the fastest By gad, sah," said Col. Troup.
Squire comments: There are words, just as there are images, which he was especially fond of using. Mr. Squire contends justly enough that in spite of this Flecker is anything but a monotonous poet. But the image of a ship was almost an obsession with him. It was his favourite toy. Often it is a silver ship.
Flecker was much given to the translation of other poets, and he did not stop at translating their words. He translated their imagination also into careful verse. He was one of those poets whose genius is founded in the love of literature more than in the love of life.
Flecker was a poet who preserved the ancient balance in days in which want of balance was looked on as a sign of genius. That he was what is called a minor poet cannot be denied, but he was the most beautiful of recent minor poets. His book, indeed, is a treasury of beauty rare in these days. Of that beauty, The Old Ships is, as I have said, the splendid example.
Well, my guess is that this unconquerable mind will some day be conquered by the Man of Nazareth, just as I think He will eventually some centuries ahead conquer even us. Flecker died so soon after the opening of the Great War that it is vain to surmise what the effect of that struggle would have been upon his soul.
Rupert Brooke a personality the spirit of youth his horror at old age Henry James's tribute his education a genius his poems of death his affected cynicism his nature poems war sonnets his supreme sacrifice his charming humour his masterpiece, Grantchester. James Elroy Flecker the editorial work of Mr.
Our prefatory friend set a pace that it is hopeless for modern champions to follow, and they might as well abandon the attempt. James Elroy Flecker, the eldest child of the Rev. Dr. Flecker, who is Head Master of an English school, was born on the fifth of November, 1884, in London. He spent five years at Trinity College, Oxford, and later studied Oriental languages at Caius College, Cambridge.
The night was far spent before Ulysses had ended his narrative, and with wishful glances he cast his eyes towards the eastern parts, which the sun had begun to flecker with his first red; for on the morrow Alcinous had promised that a bark should be in readiness to convoy him to Ithaca.
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