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Dear Walt Whitman,

May I beg your acceptance of the following lines as a sort of valentine from one who in reading your beautiful 'Leaves' learned to love the author.

They are meant to convey the idea derived by   me as to the scope and aim of the teaching of your poems. As such they are necessarily very incomplete and ineffective and it is perhaps trespassing on your good nature to trouble you with them. I feel, however, unable to withhold my tribute–feeble as it is and I can only pray you to forgive my presumption.

Reverently yours H. J. Maywood
 

All things in the universe form one  
  in indissoluble whole,
And each infinitesimal part is énorme  
  and complete in itself,
And in every human being is the essence  
  and potence of all.
Whence: Tolerance wide as the spheres  
  and Love of unlimited scope,
And Brotherhood all the world o'er  
  and sympathy seasoned with Hope.

H.J.M