“The feast he spreads for us is a very Trimalchio's feast, the heaped profusion, the vaunting prodigality, which brings a surfeit.”

A witty complaint about excess dressed up as abundance · Critical essay on Francis Thompson

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“Patchouli! Well, why not Patchouli? Is there any 'reason in nature' why we should write exclusively about the natural blush if the delicately acquired blush of rouge has any attraction for us?”

A witty defence of the artificial as a fit subject for poetry · Preface, defence of the second edition of Silhouettes

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