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SCIENCE and letters are the poorer by the death of Andrew Lang. For in him we lose in criticism, anthropology, history, and psychic research, not to mention many other subjects digested by his versatile mind, a brilliant amateur. We should rather say a knight errant, for “amateur” still has a tinge of reproach, and Lang touched nothing that he did not master. He possessed critical genius, the native acumen that penetrated to the heart of a subject, be it crystalgazing, exogamy, or the Casket Letters.
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CRAWLEY, A. Andrew Lang . Nature 89, 532–533 (1912). https://doi.org/10.1038/089532b0
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