…know I never got any sense of the place out of that which I mean I knew it very well it was this this coast where Shelley was washed up just north of the Areggio I have a good image of the inside of that hall, but I don't remember... Well, sure,…

…to imagine that Trollope could have written, except for he did write. I mean, Trollope couldn't have gone like... Byron and Shelley to live in Italy, obviously. He required this English middle-class life to write about. But on the other hand, it seems…

…for me. And Musset says, one doesn't really work, one listens. It is as though some stranger were whispering in one's ear. And Shelley has a very curious and interesting remark on the mind in creation. He says, it is like a fading coal, which some…

…most hideous puritanical disapproval of every kind of the most innocent pleasure. So that, again, here we have the art of Shelley, of Keats, of Byron, And what does it represent? It represents something, but it certainly does not represent the whole society…