TO MATTHEW ARNOLD IN ENGLAND.
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‘Master, with this I send you, as a boy that watches from below some cross-bow bird swoop on his quarry carried up aloft, and cries a cry of victory to his flight with sheer joy of achievement—So to you I send my voice across the sundering sea, weak, lost within the winds and surfy waves, but with all glad acknowledgment fulfilled and honour to you and to sovran Truth!’ January, 1886.