"Gentle, and strong, and wise, Loving, and tender and true, Loyal to serve and to save, Steadfast to dare and to do."
We shall be pleased to hear from you again.
BROWN EYES.--You should have written direct to the Comtesse Blanche de Forestier, whose address we gave. She informs us that she has already found a correspondent. You ask us to tell you of any faults we find in your interesting letter. Your writing is rather large and untidy, and inclined to sprawl down-hill, and the expression "a lot" is too colloquial. Also the sentence beginning, "Deeply interested" needs "I am" to make it grammatically correct. It is rather thankless work thus to pull your letter to pieces, as we have read it with much pleasure, and are glad your grandfather has lately given you a beautiful bicycle. _O si sic omnes!_
VIOLET RENE GORDON.--We have always understood that the authoress in question was unmarried, but as we do not know her personally we cannot vouch for the fact. If anyone who does know her intimately tells you so, you may of course believe it; but information that has filtered through various channels is apt to be inaccurate.
ERIN and A LADY READER kindly send the words of "Pestal" by W. H. Bellamy; and "Erin" informs "Pansy" that it is published as a solo by Hutchings and Romer, arranged by C. E. Horn. "Erin" does not know if it is to be had as a duet.
I. M. H.--Many years ago, Lytton Bulwer (afterwards Sir Bulwer Lytton) wrote contemptuously of Tennyson, calling him "Miss Alfred." Tennyson retorted by a most stinging satire on Bulwer, which, we believe, is to be found in some early volume of _Punch_, but is not republished in Tennyson's works. The extract you quote, containing the line:--
comes from this satire. As it is suppressed, you may have difficulty in finding it.
FIDELIA.--The verse you quote is from a poem of Christina Rossetti's entitled "He and She." As the whole poem is very short we transcribe it for you:--
"Should one of us remember, And one of us forget, I wish I knew what each will do-- But who can tell as yet?"
"Should one of us remember, And one of us forget, I promise you what I will do-- And I'm content to wait for you, And not be sure as yet."
You will find it on page 328 of Messrs. Macmillan's 1892 edition of "Poems: Christina G. Rossetti."