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George Meredith (1828-1909) was never a popular writer; more often than not he had to pay the printer. But for many years he was a presence, if not a persuasive force, in the literary scene. 'Meredith is not the great name he was twenty or thirty years ago,' E.M. Forster told his Cambridge audience in 1927, 'when much of the universe and all Cambridge trembled.' But he did not indicate who trembled or why.
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