Robert too is much occupied with 'Sordello,'[49] and we neither of us receive anybody till past four o'clock.

I mean that when you have read my new book, you put away all my other poems or most of them, and know me only by the new.

Oh, I am so anxious to make it good.

I have put much of myself in it--I mean to say, of my soul, my thoughts, emotions, opinions; in other respects, there is not a personal line, of course.

It's a sort of poetic art-novel.