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Wilhelm Meister by his rendering of it,--that Austin Dobson was the first to teach English readers some of the beauties of Gautier's poetry,--that Swinburne alone could have made François Villon adopt an English garb which exactly fitted him. But the same readers perhaps never gave a thought to the fact that the works of Flaubert, of Daudet, of Droz, of Hugo, of at least a score of other European writers, call for work of an almost equally high class on the part of the translator, and never receive it! What a translation of Daudet could not Henry James give us!--how admirably John Addington Symonds could reproduce for us the Venetian richness of Paul de Saint Victor's style! But such men are not likely to be invited, on either side of the Atlantic, to do such work;--neither are they likely to do it as a labour of love! A splended translation of Flaubert might be expected from several members of what is called
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The New England School;