ABSTRACT
In the summer of 1950, Picture Post had the happy idea of featuring a discussion on Pacifism between Murry and the Rev. Donald Soper, who was driven down to Thelnetham for the purpose. Murry’s appearance of robustness, unfortunately, was deceptive. As he said of Gissing, ‘no man can live through what he had lived through without a permanent loss of vitality’. Disquieting, of course, because Murry could not help suspecting that Cary had the cultivated literature at the expense of ‘the true man-woman relation’. By this time, the liberation of the ego by love had all but eclipsed its liberation by art. Williamson, though Galsworthy had drawn the Murry’s attention to his writing as long ago as 1920, was a comparatively recent friend. They had become well acquainted only since finding themselves farming within a few miles of each other.
