Excerpt from Impressions<br><br>I read and relish him whenever he appears, but his earlier things are those to which I most return. It took some time, in those years, quite to make him out - he was so strange a mixture for readers of our tradition. He was a sailor-man and yet a poet, a poet and yet a sailor man. To a marked division of these functions we had always been accustomed, looking as little for sensibility in the seaman as perhaps for seamanship in the man of emo tion. So far as we were at all conscious of the uses of sensibility it was not to the British or the American tar that we were in the habit of applying for it. Tobias Smollett, Captain Marryat, Tom Cringle, Fenimore Cooper had taught us another way, and in general our enjoyment of what we artlessly term adventure had not been associated, either as a fact or as an idea, with the privilege of a range of feeling. There was from the first in Loti the experience of the navigator, and yet there was the faculty, the necessity of expression. The experience had doubtless not been prodigious, but it had been at least of a sort that among writers of our race has mostly, for some reason, seemed positively to preclude ex pression. He introduced confusion, as I have elsewhere had occasion to say, into our assumption, so consecrated by time, that adventures are mainly for those who lack.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.