Tuesday, November 20, 2012
A Race of Cheap Fausts
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), "Decaying Lambskins," lines 8-11:
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What is noble in us, to kindle
The imagination of a future age? We shall seem a race of cheap Fausts, vulgar magicians.
What men have we to show them? but inventions and appliances. Not men but populations, mass-men; not life
But amusements; not health but medicines.
