I will take the stuff of thought--that is, the common language--beat it on the anvil into new shapes, break down the easy flow of the popular poetry, and scarcely allow a tithe of the original words I have written to see the light, welding words into the crude Mass from the new speech round him, till a rude Armour was hammered out, in time to be Approved beyond the Roman panoply Melted to make it." That is, he dissolved the Roman dialect to beat out of it an Italian tongue.

And in this new armour of language he clothed his thoughts.

But the language broke away from his thoughts: neither expressed them nor made them clear.

The people failed to understand his thought, and at the new ways of using language the critics sneered.

"Do get back," they said, "to the simple human heart, and tell its tales in the simple language of the people." I do not think that the analogy can be missed.