There's a crying need for the high level poetry that shall interpret with dignity and nobility the meaning of the war." "Have you written much ?" "I have an ode every week in the Albemarle Review.

I also write the political article.

Didn't you know?
Haven't you seen them ?" "I don't take in that periodical," said I."The omniscience of the last copy I saw dismayed me.

I couldn't understand why the Government were such insensate fools as not to move from Downing Street to their Editorial offices." Randall, with a humouring smile, defended the Albemarle Review.
"It is run," said he, "by a little set of intellectuals--some men up with me at Oxford--who must naturally have a clearer vision than men who have been living for years in the yellow fog of party politics." He expounded the godlike wisdom of young Oxford at some length, replying vividly to here and there a Socratic interpolation on my part.
After a while I began to grow irritated.

His talk, like his verse, seemed to deal with unrealities.