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R,CHARD MONCKTON MILNES was born in the year - OUDL Home

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The Poetry of <strong>the</strong> 'Seventies 109ever loosely it <strong>was</strong> employed, a poetic power of deeporig<strong>in</strong>ality, The City of Dreadful Night puts beyondquestion. There is, perhaps, no long poem <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> periodunder consideration that is more clearly marked by <strong>in</strong>dividualgenius. The accomplishment is uneven, <strong>the</strong> designra<strong>the</strong>r precarious, and <strong>the</strong> pervad<strong>in</strong>g gloom of <strong>the</strong>poem often seems to lack <strong>the</strong> brac<strong>in</strong>g air of tragic art.Never<strong>the</strong>less, <strong>the</strong> work is made memorable by fitfulgleams of <strong>in</strong>tense though, as Professor Sa<strong>in</strong>tsbury hasobserved, somewhat s<strong>in</strong>ister emotion. With all its defects,it could no more have been written by anyone butits author than <strong>the</strong> Song to David could have been writtenby anyone but Christopher Smart. It is <strong>in</strong> many respectsan unsatisfactory poem to read as a whole, and yet itsmerits can be realised <strong>in</strong> no o<strong>the</strong>r way. It would be uselessto support by brief quotation <strong>the</strong> op<strong>in</strong>ion that TheCity of Dreadful Night is a very decided asset <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> poetryof <strong>the</strong> 'seventies.There rema<strong>in</strong>s only to mention a few poets whosenames, for one reason or ano<strong>the</strong>r, cannot be quite disregarded<strong>in</strong> tak<strong>in</strong>g leave of our subject. William All<strong>in</strong>gham,whose epical Laurence Bloomfield <strong>in</strong> Ireland, published<strong>in</strong> 1864, is a meritable poem of which Dr Johnson mighthave said, as he did of Congreve's early novel, that hewould ra<strong>the</strong>r praise than read it, wrote freely throughour period. His lyrics, <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> celebrated fairypiece, Up <strong>the</strong> airy mounta<strong>in</strong>, have a grace and sometimesa poignancy that hold <strong>the</strong> attention, but <strong>the</strong>y hardly everachieve <strong>the</strong> orig<strong>in</strong>ality of which we have spoken. ' Sentimental' is a dangerous word, and a snare to criticism, butAll<strong>in</strong>gham is a poet who almost compels <strong>the</strong> use of it.But we may at least allow that he turned sentiment tovery pretty uses, and his gift may be epitomised <strong>in</strong> afragment that could be disliked only by a very grudg<strong>in</strong>gtemper:

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