An unsigned review of Yeats's 'Per Arnica Silentia Lunae' (1918), Reality by Moonlight, 'Times Literary Supplement', 7 February 1918.

When I shut my door and I light the candle, I invite a Marmorean Muse, an art, where no thought or emotion has come to mind because another man has thought or felt something different, for now there must be no reaction, action only, and the world must move my heart but to the heart's discovery of self, and I begin to dream of eyelids that do not quiver before the bayonet; all my thoughts have ease and joy. I am all virtue and confidence.