It is perhaps the most spectacular manifestation of the mental activity of the district [South Wales] that the last few years have seen the emergence of a group of young writers (young in age or work) who for the first time are interpreting Wales to the outside world. They can be called a school only in the sense that Welsh blood, sometimes thickened to a mongrel brew, flows in their veins. They are as diverse as the land that gave them their rich if ragged heritage, but I believe firmly that they will soon be recognized as the most valuable leaven in English literature since the Irishmen opened insular eyes at the beginning of the century.
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- 8.A. G. Prys-Jones: ‘Death Shall Have No Dominion’, Dock Leaves, vol. 5 (Spring 1954), no. 13, p. 26.Google Scholar