[Footnote 9: The theatre in France of the period immediately preceding

the war is a sorry thing to relate. We will pass over Brieux, Hervieu,

Battaille, Bernstein, to consider Donnay, Porto-Riche and their ilk.

These worthies and their imitators achieved unparalleled financial and

social triumphs by incorporating a certain intimate lewdness into their

trivial drama. Their obvious theatrical machinery, which Apollinaire

ridicules, has been as successfully adopted in this country and

elsewhere in Europe, under the label of "modern drama."]

[Footnote 10: _Mamamouchi_ is a character in Molière's play, _le

Bourgeois Gentilhomme_, a dignitary whose sense of office is so strongly

imbedded in him that he always enters shouting, "_Je suis Mamamouchi!_"]

[Footnote 11: François Coppée, this sentimental nineteenth century

poet was amazingly popular, and truly French in his weaknesses, like the

music of Massenet. Apollinaire takes grave liberties with him, out of

sheer mischief.]

[Footnote 12: _Archipel_, archipelago, used in the sense of _papier

buvard_ (!) _blotting paper!_ The disciples of Mallarmé went even

farther than this.]

[Footnote 13: _Tychobrahé_, Tycho Brahe, the Danish astronomer

(1546-1601). Although lord of a province in Scania, he took refuge in a

monastery where he pursued his scientific researches.

He settled in Prague, at the invitation of Emperor Rudolf II, and died

there. Whether he ever really visited the monastery at Brünn is hard to

judge.]

[Footnote 14: The number of prizes given for poetry and for other forms

of literature has reached an even more disquieting figure since the war.

Great publicity attends each award, and the publishers vie with each

other in establishing such prizes. However, the lot of the true poet is

as hard as ever, since it has become distinctly unfashionable to be the

recipient of a prize.]

[Footnote 15: Paul Fort, Prince of Poets, he, of the broad-brimmed black

hat, and the flowing scarf, frequented the _Closérie des Lilas_, with

his band, whereas his avowed enemy, Apollinaire, and his far more

disreputable cronies quartered themselves in the Café Rotonde, a short

distance east along the Boulevard Montparnasse.]

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