But however much that pose may have been appreciated in the first half of the 19th century, by World War II the reaction to the hero's attitudes had veered to scepticism. C. S. Lewis, in "The Screwtape Letters" (1941), bracketed Childe Harold and Young Werther as Romantic types "submerged in self-pity for imaginary distresses" for whom "five minutes' genuine toothache would reveal romantic sorrows for the nonsense they were". Equally, the bluff hero of C. S. Forester's "The Commodore" (1945) dismissed Byron's poem as "bombast and fustian" while flipping through its pages for inspiration.