Forging on through the supposed Golden Age of sf (Early Asimov, 1972; Early Del Rey, 1974; and a plethora of anthologies)--by now we're even touching the frontiers of pre-Golden. Early Williamson (1928-33) is more like the Age of Lead: ham-fisted prose and low resolution characterizations in the service of rather bland sf premises. We'd much rather see the Later Williamson, who spins an infinitely better space yam and steers away from words like ""argent"" and ""ebon"" and deadly green rays and dull sinister crimson skies and girls with low, liquid laughter.