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Preface
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a prose counterpart to that grand ending of "The Quest of the Sangraal:"

"He ceased; and all around was dreamy night :
 There stood Dundagel, throned : and the great sea
 Lay, a strong vassal at his master's gate,
 And, like a drunken giant, sobb'd in sleep."

There is an element of fiction in Hawker's biographical studies. He never let facts, or the absence of them, stand in the way of his imagination, and he had a Chattertonian habit of passing off compositions of his own as ancient manuscripts.

His letters are full of complaints that legends "invented" by himself have been regarded by others as common property. But this is not surprising when the said inventions wear the solemn garb of history. Hawker had many of the qualities necessary to historical romance. His rich native humour, and his rare gift for telling a story; his vivid presentment of scene, character, and situation, make it a matter of regret that he did not apply his powers more fully in this direction, just as it is a matter of regret that his fine poem, "The Quest of the Sangraal," is only a fragment, though a fragment worthy to rank beside "Hyperion."

Both in his prose and his poetry there is a disappointing lack of sustained effort. His literary manner and antiquarian tastes bear many