Word: shelleys
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...SHELLEY: A LIFE STORY (388 pp.)-Edmund Blunden-Viking...
This new biography has been greeted in England as the first really satisfactory life of England's great romantic poet. U.S. critics should agree that, though Newman Ivey White's trenchant and scholarly two-volume Shelley (1940) has more information, Edmund Blunden's book has all that's necessary for a solid interpretation. A very fair poet himself, Blunden writes of Shelley devotedly, but with the ease and savor of long personal familiarity-not only with Shelley's works, but with his period (1792-1822), the scenes in which he lived and the mass...
...thinks gigantically," said Lord Byron to Leigh Hunt. "If thought were light, and our planet visible by it, and space were time, the next ages would see us coming by a little ray, made up of such minds." A few days later their friend Percy Bysshe Shelley, aged 29, vanished with his fated little sailboat into a sultry Mediterranean storm. The next ages have been only fitfully aware of Shelley as a gigantic thinker. And Blunden's biography scarcely supports that description; but it shows the poetry maturing with the man: eloquent, fervorous, audacious, imaginative...
...lone photographer who had a date to stay home and play Santa Claus, the whole Tokyo bureau figured on a Christmas dinner of raw fish, rice, sukiyaki, and U.S. turkey at John Luter's $20-a-month seacoast villa. Bureau Chief Carl Mydans who, with his wife, Shelley, spent two Christmases in Japanese concentration camps, expected 15 familyless French, Chinese, British, U.S. and Filipino correspondents to join in. Cabled Correspondent Luter: "After dinner we'll feed the carp in the 100-foot fishpond and sing carols to the accompaniment of a Japanese samisen. It will be an international...
...Shelley had genius but he would not have been a success on Wall Street-though the poet showed a flash of business knowledge in refusing to lend money to Byron...