
Hank Duckman
Jul 2, 2002, 8:19 PM
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"....ELSE what's a heaven for." Quality of education, Jim
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: : Hank:<p>: Allow me to correct your correction of you correction of your quote.<p>Jim;<p>Sorry you had difficulty with the poetry of R.B. in school :>) You did quite a web search attempting to prove your point, but in so doing you helped me to assert mine concerning the quality of education and giving the student that extra enlightenment, not letting "easy slang or colloquialisms rule the day in the name of "democracy". Quality is the catchword here, not snobbery.<p>Quality of sources of information also fits into this scheme. That's what a good education is about.<p>As I said in my post, my Mother taught me Browning's "Andrea del Sarto". She learned his poetry from a book entitled "The Poems of Robert Browning", published by Thomas Y. Crowell Company, N.Y., 1896 as did I. It is prefaced by the poet and dedicated to Alfred Tennyson. The following is Browning's preface, if you care to read it. The book is sitting on my desk as I type this. The correct word in the quote is "or".<p>"In the present selection from my poetry, there is an attempt to escape from the embarrassment of appearing to pronounce upon what myself may consider the best of it. I adopt another principle; and by simply stringing together certain pieces on the thread of an imaginary personality, I present them in succession, rather as the natural development of a particular experience than because I account them the most noteworthy portion of my work. Such an attempt was made in the volume of selections from the poetry of Elizabeth Barrett Browning: to which?in outward uniformity, at least?my own would venture to become a companion. A few years ago, had such an opportunity presented itself, I might have been tempted to say a word in reply to the objections my poetry was used to encounter. Time has kindly co-operated with my disinclination to write the poetrv and the criticism besides. The readers I am at last privileged to expect, meet me fully half-way; and if, from the fitting stand-point, they must "censure me in their wisdom," they have previously "awakened their senses that they may be the better judge." Nor do I apprehend any more charges of being wilfully obscure, unconscientiously care- less, or perversely harsh. Having hitherto done mv utmost in the art to which my life is a devotion, I cannot engage to increase the effort: but I conceive that there may be helpful light, as well as re-assuring warmth, in the attention and sympathy I gratefully acknowledge<p> R. B.<p>London, May 14, 1872"<p> Saludos;<p>Hank
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