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Of which Keats had a glimpse; we only know the quality with which it
would have been saturated, the calm and various light of united
contraries. We fear that Sir Sidney Colvin will not agree with our view.
The angles of observation are different. The angle at which we have
placed ourselves is not wholly advantageous--from it Sir Sidney's book
could not have been written--but it has this advantage, that from it we
can read his book with a heightened interest. As we look out from it,
some things are increased and some diminished with the change of
perspective; and among those which are increased is our gratitude to Sir
Sidney. In the clear mirror of his sympathy and sanity nothing is
obscured. We are shown the Keats who wrote the perfect poems that will
last with the English language, and in the few places where Sir Sidney
falls short of the spirit of complete acceptance, we discern behind the
words of rebuke and regret only the idealisation of a love which we are
proud to share. [JULY, 1919. _Thoughts on Tchehov_ We do not know if the
stories collected in this volume[7] stand together in the Russian
edition of Tchehov's works, or if the selection is due to Mrs Constance
Garnett. It is also possible that the juxtaposition is fortuitous. But
the stories are united by a similarity of