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“Hardly any one is able to see what is before him, just as it is in itself. He comes expecting one thing, he finds another thing, he sees through the veil of his preconception, he criticizes before he has apprehended, he condemns without allowing his instinct the chance of asserting itself.”

Quote by Arthur Symons

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The collected works of Arthur Symons

The collected works of Arthur Symons is a comprehensive compilation of the author's literary output. It features a variety of genres, including poetry, essays, and reviews, offering a rich tapestry of Symons' intellectual and artistic pursuits. The collection provides insight into his exploration of themes such as the supernatural, the aesthetic, and the psychological, reflecting his influence on modernist literature. more

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Arthur Symons
Arthur Symons

Arthur Symons was an English poet born on February 28, 1865, and died on January 22, 1945. His poetry is known for its unique style and pursuit of beauty. more

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