1908 April 5

"...Ibsen swells the ranks of my idols--How they would stare and go at each other if they all met on a campus martius, each with the din of the others' greatness in his ears--Michael angelo, Wagner, Napoleon, G. F. Watts, Meredith Burns, Shakespeare (!) W. James and a few scientists-- (and shake hands good friends if I am correct.) Genius burns--with a fire so incessant as to be inartictic [sic]...and I shall send you the fruits--Two verses and a story--I have not the heart to collect my 'poems for you yet-- Some are forgotten,