Letter 023 London, March 6 1875
Dear Theo,
Bravo, Theo. Your appreciation of that girl in 鈥淎dam Bede鈥?is very good. That landscape in which the fallow, sandy path runs over the hill to the village, with its clay or white-washed cottages, with moss-grown roofs, and here and there a black thornbush, on either side of the brown heath, and a gloomy sky over it,
with a narrow white streak at the horizon 鈥?it is out of Michel.
But there is a still purer and nobler sentiment in it than in Michel. Today I enclose, in the box we send, the little book containing poetry I spoke of. Also 鈥淛esus鈥?by Renan and 鈥淛oan of Arc鈥?by Michelet and also a portrait of Corot from the 鈥淟ondon News,鈥?which hangs in my room too.
I do not think you have any immediate chance of being transferred to the house in London.
Don鈥檛 regret that your life is too easy, mine is rather easy too; I think that life is pretty long and that the time will arrive soon enough in which 鈥渁nother shall gird thee and carry thee where thou wouldst not.鈥?p style="line-height:25px;text-indent:32px"> Adieu, remember me to all the friends. With a firm handshake,
Vincent