Russel Wallace : Alfred Russell Wallace (sic)
"Your article makes me think that you are well acquainted with our early poets, and can tell me--what I have wished to learn for 70 years--the writers of the enclosed two short poems on Love, which have been in my memory since my early youth, but which I have never been able to find in any books I possess or have access to. To me they seem perfect gems of thought and expression, and if you have never met with them perhaps you will print them in your next article in order to discover if any of your readers can solve the problem of their authorship. They seem to me to have the 'ring' of the best Elizabethan poets.
"I think I have quoted them correctly, as they form a portion of the small stock of my favourite verses with which I beguile my many sleepless hours."
"The first, called 'Two Kinds of Love,' was by Moore.
"To sigh, yet feel no pain,
"To keep one sacred flame
"Wallace's experience differed from that of Darwin, who complained in later life that the sense of beauty in poetry, which he had possessed as a young man, had been entirely destroyed by his scientific occupations," says Solomon Eagle. "Huxley, on the other hand, when not demonstrating the origin of the vertebrate skull or the improbability of Jehovah, wrote poems himself. Some of them are included in the new volume of his wife's verse; they are irreproachable in sentiment, but in expression they are what one would expect from an Archbishop's wife. However far they are from the 'Ode to a Grecian Urn,' they do attest the presence of the almost universal impulse to pour one's feelings into a metrical vessel.
Sir Oliver Lodge says, in the Clarion:--
"It seems to me that Wallace's noble, simple life and high standard of scientific honour are among his best legacies to humanity."