W. W.

Good-bye, Walt!Good-bye, from all you loved of earth—Rock, tree, dumb creature, man and woman—To you, their comrade human.The last assaultEnds now; and now in some great world has birthA minstrel, whose strong soul finds broader wings,More brave imaginings.Stars crown the hilltop where your dust shall lie,Even as we say good-bye,Good-bye, old Walt!

Lines sent to his funeralwith an ivy wreath,March 30, 1892