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I have today f'm you—letter of 27th enclosing Wallace's copy of Symond's good letter—and (better still—if possible) the "Goodbye" poems—these last I have (so far) barely glanced at but I can see that this is a superb cluster—better I think even than "Sands"—but I will write more fully of it later—it is marvelous to me dear Walt what power and facination there is still (as much as ever indeed) in your verse while your prose has certainly lost in force, in grip. How is this? is it (I believe it is) that your verse comes f'm something in you—inside the mind—the intellect something perenial​ perennial​ —not liable to decay—while   your prose rests upon the intellect—the great ganglia—and there feel the affect of time of age?

It is funny Walt that you always call D. Longaker—D. Foraker—but whatever, you may call or miscall him he is certainly doing you good—at least giving you some relief—may it continue and increase!

My plans at present are to be in Washington (at Med. Supp. Ass. Meeting) April 28 to May 1—then put in May at the seaside & in neighborhood of Phila. and go home 1 June. We shall see if I can carry it out!

Love to you always dear Walt R M Bucke