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...Shakespearean Abundance. This failing severely limits the realistic depth of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. Mark Twain does not record "the curiosity, the shame, the torment" of adolescence; and in that particular sense Mark Twain's whole memory of Hannibal is "a libel [on] a full-blooded folk." But "in what he perceived, in what he felt, in the nerve-ends of emotion, in the mysterious ferments of art which transform experience, he was a great mind-there has been no greater in American literature." DeVoto notes the almost Shakespearean abundance of life that floods Mark Twain...
Cross Creek (Book-of-the-Month Club selection for April) is her reminiscent, unhurried, humorous account of how she discovered and took possession of a new U.S. literary landscape (Florida), a new literary folk (the Florida backwoods people) and the Cracker idiom whose Shakespearean and Chaucerian turns struck her sensitive ear, when she first heard them, like a blow. Above all, Cross Creek is a prose poem about the deceptively monotonous Florida land, whose deceptively soft-spoken people have become merely its human adaptation...
George Cooper Stevens is an unassuming, long-jawed, rugged roughneck with an innate intelligence (uninfluenced by formal education), an extreme sensitivity and a fine flow of good humor. He was raised in show business. His father, Landers Stevens, oldtime Shakespearean actor, was proprietor of a popular Pacific Coast stock company...
...forgetting to ham it, he played Romeo to his blooming daughter Diana's Juliet. He had coached her for a week and she was good. In the brief respite from radio routine, everyone felt the bond between father and daughter, the oddity of the old love poetry, the Shakespearean depths of grace...
...that gave James Joyce the sense that his book had a reader. Mr. Levin's volume on Joyce is designed to be read along with Joyce's works. On Joyce's powers of characterization, on his Swiftian moral grandeur, and on that almost Shakespearean humaneness which alone could delight the plainest of readers, he is obtuse as only a hyperintellectual can be. But on those intricate obscurities which put off most plain readers, and on Joyce as a technician and theorist, he has written the best guidebook and the most brilliant criticism to date...