January 15, 1915

Fortunat Veilchen

/ To grow in such a clement wood - I
sit beside you at the feet of your husband.

I thank God that someone has at last found that I
approach the Poundesque - I can now put that aside.

PANEGYRIC

"Oh his 'Personae'
was good - of course - "

Then the raised brows, the shrug,
the smile -

"But he has gone to hell of late."

I also smile - and as my heart sings
Renewing his courage

When I trace the unfamiliar Tuscan
Down the torments of that world

Dante bent from his way with a strong hand -

So my heart sings - renewing his courage
Now I see you grappling the rugged branch

Of that world drooping heavily before you
today.

As my wife says: "You are terribly sentimental
about your friends."

Returning to Virgil, if I may call him so, I wish
you would get him to jot down an original impression
of the things he has seen of mine - curses are ex-
pected and welcome. If he cannot waste his undoubtedly
sedate and short supply of these on me he had better
not notice my request. No, truly, I sincerely ask and
desire a word or two from him concerning his impression of
"me" - it would be very valuable. - or not - as the
case might be.

We immensely enjoyed our visit and supper. Florence
sends her wishes for your happiness

After 5 days, return to
WILLIAM C. WILLIAM
9 Ridge Road,
RUTHERFORD, N. J.