"...At any rate, the moment came when the essay began to confuse itself with the article, and to assume an obligation of constancy to premises and conclusions... We have forgotten, in this matter, that there are senses to which errant odors and flying flavors minister, as grosser succulences satisfy hunger. There is a lyrical sense, as well as a dramatic, an epical, an ethical sense, and it was that in which the old-fashioned essay delighted."
From The Lyrical Essay on the LA Review of Books website, here.
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