in his cultivation of an ear permanently cocked for fraudulence, so that whenever Housman the poet is tempted into flights of fancy, [A. E.] Housman the editor is quick to pull him back down to earth: "Why was I ever born? This question is addressed to the universe, not to you personally".Often these two voices cannot be separated.
from The Times Literary Supplement: Star man
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