"_But that sense of negation, of theoretic insecurity, which was in theair, conspiring with what was of like tendency in himself, made of LordUFFORD a central type of disillusion. . . . He had been amiablebecause the general betise of humanity did not in his opinion greatlymatter, after all; and in reading these 'SATIRES' it is well-nighpainful to witness the blind and naked forces of nature andcircumstance surprising him in the uncontrollable movements of his ownso carefully guarded heart._"