The reissue of Critic Mark Van Doren's prosaic, reasonable book about Poet John Dryden* provoked the New York Post's Reviewer Sterling North, who has been similarly provoked before, to a brisk whirl of Drydenesque heroic couplets. In 32 rough (but sometimes very ready) didactic verses, he reproduced a spat between "Seraph Pro" and "Archangel Con," before a Heavenly Critics' jury for the Book of the Aeon Club.
CON : (Preening a ruffled wing)
With halting feet poor Dryden's verses
With fallen arches through each fallen
arch. . . .
He fashioned ivy for each reigning
Bay Leaves for Sale, and Laurels While
You Wait. . ....