From Books and Portraits, by Virginia Woolf
A STUDENT OF LETTERS
"A student of letters is so much in the habit of striding through the centuries from one pinnacle of accomplishment to the next that he forgets all the hubbub that once surged round the base; how Keats lived in a street and had a neighbour and his neighbour had a family -- the rings widen infinitely; Oxford-street ran turbulent with men and women while de Quincey talked with Ann."
From Thomas Hood
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