tion. The Vault reflection is downright actionable, vert them. Pray publish it; I shall never forgive and to print it would be peril to the publisher; but I myself if I think that I have prevented you. think the Tears have a natural right to be bagged, and the editor (whoever he may be) might supply a facetious note or not, as he pleased. "Make my compliments to the author, and tell him I wish him success; his verse is very deserving of it; and I shall be the last person to suspect his "I cannot conceive how the Vault* has got about, motives. Yours, &c. -but so it is. It is too farouche; but, truth to say, "P. S. If you do not publish it, some one else my satires are not very playful. I have the plan of will. You cannot suppose me so narrow-minded as an epistle in my head, at him and to him; and, if to shrink from discussion. I repeat once for all, they are not a little quieter, I shall embody it. I that I think it a good poem, (as far as I have should say little or nothing of myself. As to mirth redde;) and that is the only point you should conand ridicule, that is out of my way; but I have a sider. How odd that eight lines should have giver. tolerable fund of sternness and contempt, and, with birth, I really think, to eight thousand, including Juvenal before me, I shall perhaps read him a lec- all that has been said, and will be, on the subject' ture he has not lately heard in the Court. From particular circumstances, which came to my knowÏedge almost by accident, I could tell him what he is-I know him well.' "I meant, my dear M. to write to you a long letter, but I am hurried, and time clips my inclination down to yours, &c. LETTER CCXV. TO MR. MURRAY. "P. S. Think again before you shelf your poem. "April 9, 1814. There is a youngster, (older than me, by-the-by, "All these news are very fine; but nevertheless I but a younger poet,) Mr. G. Knight, with a vol. of want my books, if you can find, or cause then to be Eastern Tales, written since his return, for he has found for me, if only to lend them to Napoleon in been in the countries. He sent to me last summer, the island of Elba,' during his retirement. I also and I advised him to write one in each measure, (if convenient, and you have no party with you) without any intention, at that time, of doing the should be glad to speak with you for a few minutes same thing. Since that, from a habit of writing in this evening, as I have had a letter from Mr. Moore, a fever, I have anticipated him in the variety of and wish to ask you, as the best judge, of the best measures, but quite unintentionally. Of the stories time for him to publish the work he has composed. I know nothing, not having seen them; but he has I need not say, that I have his success much at some lady in a sack, too, like the Giaour:-he told heart; not only because he is my friend, but someme at the time. thing much better-a man of great talent, of which "The best way to make the public 'forget' me he is less sensible than I believe any even of his is to remind them of yourself. You cannot suppose enemies. If you can so far oblige me as to step that I would ask you or advise you to publish, if I down, do so; and if you are otherwise occupied, thought you would fail. I really have no literary say nothing about it. I shall find you at home in envy; and I do not believe a friend's success ever the course of next week. sat nearer another than yours do to my best wishes. It is for elderly gentlemen to ‘bear no brother near,' The Death of Darnley is a famous subject—one of "P. S. I see Sotheby's Tragedies advertised. and cannot become our disease for more years than the best, I should think, for the drama. Pray let we may perhaps number. I wish you to be out before Eastern subjects are again before the public." me have a copy, when ready. "Mrs. Leigh was very much pleased with her books and desired me to thank you; she means. I believe, to write to you her acknowledgments." LETTER CCXIV. TO MR. MURRAY. "March 12, 1814. LETTER CCXVI. TO MR. MOORE. "I have not time to read the whole MS.† but what I have seen seems very well written, (both prose and verse,) and, though I am and can be no “2, Albany, April 9, 1814. judge, (at least a fair one on this subject,) contain"Viscount Althorp is about to be married, and I ing nothing which you ought to hesitate publishing have gotten his spacious bachelor apartments in upon my account. If the author is not Dr. Busby Albany, to which you will, I hope, address a speedy himself, I think it a pity, on his own account, that answer to this mine epistle. he should dedicate it to his subscribers; nor can I "I am but just returned to town, from which you perceive what Dr. Busby has to do with the matter, may infer that I have been out of it; and I have except as a translator of Lucretius, for whose doc-been boxing, for exercise, with Jackson for this last trines he is surely not responsible. I tell you open-month daily. I have also been drinking, and, on ly, and really most sincerely, that, if published at one occasion, with three other friends at the Cocoa all, there is no earthly reason why you should not; Tree, from six till four, yea, unto five in the matin. on the contrary I should receive it as the greatest We clareted and champagned till two-then supped, compliment you could pay to your good opinion of and finished with a kind of regency punch composed my candor, to print and circulate that, or any other of Madeira, brandy, and green tea, no real water work, attacking me in a manly manner, and with- being admitted therein. There was a night for you!--out any malicious intention, from which, as far as I without once quitting the table, except to ambulate have seen, I must exonerate this writer. home, which I did alone, and in utter contempt of "He is wrong in one thing, I am no atheist; a hackney-coach and my own vis, both of which but if he thinks I have published principles tending were deemed necessary for our conveyance. And to such opinions, he has a perfect right to contro-so,-I am very well, and they say it will hurt my * The lines on the opening of the vault that contained the remains of Henry VIII. and Charles I. The manuscript of a long grave satire, entitled "Anti-Byron," which had been sent to Mr. Murray, and by him forwarded to Lord Byron, with a constitution. "I have also, more or less, been breaking a few of the favorite commandments; but I mean to pull up and marry,—if any one will have me. In the mean request—not meant, I believe, seriously-that he would give his opinion as to time, the other day I nearly killed myself with a collar of brawn, which I swallowed for supper, and the propriety of publishing it.—Moore. indigested for I don't know how long ;-but that is perpetually after you and yours. When will you NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. *" April 10, 1814. "My dear Moore, say what you will in your pre- "I have written an Ode on the fall of Napoleon, face; and quiz any thing, or any body,-me, if you which, if you like, I will copy out, and make you a like it. Oons? dost thou think me of the old, or present of. Mr. Merivale has seen part of it, and rather elderly, school? If one can't jest with one's likes it. You may show it to Mr. Gifford, and friends, with whom can we be facetious? You have print it, or not, as you please-it is of no consenothing to fear from **, whom I have not seen, quence. It contains nothing in his favor, and being out of town when he called. He will be very no allusion whatever to our own government or the correct, smooth, and all that, but I doubt whether Bourbons. Yours, &c. there will be any 'grace beyond the reach of art;' "P. S. It is in the measure of my stanzas at the and whether there is or not, how long will you be so end of Childe Harrold, which were much liked, bed-d modest? As for Jeffrey, it is a very handsome ginning, 'And thou art dead,' &c. There are ten thing of him to speak well of an old antagonist,- stanzas of it-ninety lines in all." and what a mean mind dared not do. Any one will revoke praise; but-were it not partly my own case-I should say that very few have strength of mind to unsay their censure, or follow it up with praise of other things. NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. 'April 11, 1814. "I enclose you a letteret from Mrs. Leigh. "What_think you of the review of Levis? It "It will be best not to put my name to our Ode; beats the Bag and my hand-grenade hollow, as an you may say as openly as you like that it is invective, and hath thrown the Court into hysterics, mine, and I can inscribe it to Mr. Hobhouse from as I hear from very good authority. Have you the resolution of not publishing, the author, which will mark it sufficiently. After though it is a thing of little length and less consequence, it will will incorporate it in the first tome of ours that you be better altogether that it is anonymous; but we find time or the wish to publish. “Yours alway, heard from * * "No more rhyme for-or rather, from-me. I have taken my leave of that stage, and henceforth will mountebank it no longer. I have had my day, and there's an end. The utmost I expect, or even wish, is to have it said in the Biographia Britannica, that I might perhaps have been a poet, had I gone on and amended. My great comfort is that the temporary celebrity I have wrung from the world has been in the very teeth of all opinions and prejudices. I have flattered no ruling powers; I have never concealed a single thought that tempted me. They can't say I have truckled to the times, nor to popular topics, (as Johnson, or somebody, said of Cleveland,) and whatever I have gained has been at the expenditure of as much personal favor as possible; for I do believe never was a bard more unpopular, quoad homo, than myself. And now I have done;-ludite nunc alios.' Every body may be d-d, as they seem fond of it, and resolved to stickle lustily for endless brimstone. "B. "P. S. I hope you got a note of alterations, sent this matin ? "P. S. Oh my books! my books! will you never find my books? "Alter potent spell' to 'quickening spell:' the first (as Polonius says) is a vile phrase,' and means nothing, besides being common-place and RosaMatildaish." NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. "April 12, 1814. I send you a few notes and trifling alterations, and an additional motto from Gibbon, which you will find singularly appropriate. A Good-Natured "Oh-by-the-by, I had nearly forgot. There is a Friend' tells me there is a most scurrilous attack on long poem, an Anti-Byron,' coming out, to prove us in the Antijacobin Review, which you have not that I have formed a conspiracy to overthrow, by sent. Send it, as I am in that state of languor rhyme, all religion and government, and have al- which will derive benefit from getting into a pasready made great progress? It is not very scurri-sion. Ever, &c." lous, but serious and ethereal. I never felt myself important, till I saw and heard of my being such a little Voltaire as to induce such a production.Murray would not publish it, for he was a fool, and so I told him; but some one else will, doubtless. "Something too much of this.' "Your French scheme is good, but let it be Italian; all the Angles will be at Paris. Let it be Rome, Milan, Naples, Florence, Turin, Venice, or LETTER CCXVII. TO MR. MOORE. "Albany, April 20, 1814. "I am very glad to hear that you are to be tranSwitzerland, and egad!' (as Bayes saith) I will sient from Mayfield so very soon, and was taken in connubiate and join you; and will write a new by the first part of your letter. Indeed, for aught • Inferno' in our Paradise. Pray think of this-and I know, you may be treating me as, Slipslop I will really buy a wife and a ring, and say the cere- says, with ironing even now. I shall say nothmony, and settle near you in a summer-house upon ing of the shock, which had nothing of humeur in the Arno, or the Po, or the Adriatic. ; as I am apt to take even a critic, and still more "Ah! my poor little pagod, Napoleon, has a friend, at his word, and never to doubt that I walked off his pedestal. He has abdicated, they say. This would draw molten brass from the eyes of Zatanai. What! kiss the ground before young Malcom's feet, and then be baited by the rabble's Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte?'-I suspect it to be either Fitzgerald's or Roma curse!' I cannot bear such a crouching catastrophe. ceded Napoleon have a vigor in them which would incline me to say that I must stick to Sylla, for my modern favorites don't Rosa Matilda is the person; but then, on the other hand, that powerful grasp do, their resignations are of a different kind. All of history," &c., &c. After a little more of this mock parallel, the letter went health and prosperity, my dear Moore. Excuse on thus:-"1 should like to know what you think of the matter? Some this lengthy letter. Ever, &c. "P. S. The Quarterly quotes you frequently in an Article on America; and every body I know asks 527. page † I had begun my letter in the following manner:-"Have you seen the Matilda's. Those rapid and masterly portraits of all the tyrants that pre friends of mine here will insist that it is the work of the author of Childe Harold, but then they are not so well read in Fitzgerald and Rosa Matildɛ as 1 am; and, besides, they seem to forget that you promised, about month or two ago, not to write auy more for years. Seriously," &c., &c. LETTER CCXX. TO MR. MURRAY. "April 26, 1814. have been writing cursed nonsense if they say so. There was a mental reservation in my pact with the public, in behalf of anonymes; and, even had there not, the provocation was such as to make it physically impossible to pass over this damnable epoch "I have been thinking that it might be as well to of triumphant tameness. 'Tis a cursed business; publish no more of the Ode separately, but incorpoand, after all, I shall think higher of rhyme and rate it with any of the other things, and include reason, and very humbly of your heroic people, till the smaller poem too (in that case)-which I must -Elba becomes a volcano, and sends him out again. previously correct, nevertheless. I can't for the I can't think it all over yet. head of me, add a line worth scribbling; my vein' "My departure for the Continent depends, in is quite gone, and my present occupations are of some measure, on the incontinent. I have two the gymnastic order-boxing and fencing-and my country invitations at home, and don't know what principal conversation is with my macaw and Bayle. to say or do. In the mean time, I have bought a want my Moreri, and I want Athenæus. macaw and a parrot, and have got up my books; and I box and fence daily, and go out very little. "At this present writing, Louis the Gouty is wheeling in triumph into Piccadilly, in all the pomp and rabblement of royalty. I had an offer of seats to see them pass; but, as I have seen a sultan going to mosque, and been at his reception of an ambassador, the most Christian King hath no attractions for me:'-though in some coming year of the Hegira, I should not dislike to see the place where he had reigned, shortly after the second revolu ion, and a happy sovereignty of two months, the last six weeks being civil war. 'Pray write, and deem me ever, &c. LETTER CCXVIII.. TO MR. MURRAY. "April 21, 1814. "Many thanks with the letters which I return. You know I am a jacobin, and could not wear white, nor see the installation of Louis the Gouty. "This is sad news, and very hard upon the sufferers at any, but more at such a time-I mean the Bayonne sortie. "You should urge Moore to come out. "P. S. I want Moreri to purchase for good and all. I have a Bayle, but want Moreri too. "P. S. I hope you sent back that poetical packet to the address which I forwarded to you on Sunday: if not, pray do; or I shall have the author screaming after his Epic." LETTER CCXXI. TO MR. MURRAY. "Apr 26, 1814. "I have no guess at your author,- -but it is a noble Poem,* and worth a thousand Odes of any body's. I suppose I may keep this copy;-after reading it, I really regret having written my own. I say this very sincerely, albeit unused to think humbly of myself. "I don't like the additional stanzas at all, and they had better be left out. The fact is, I can't do any thing I am asked to do, however gladly I would; and at the end of a week my interest in a composition goes off. This will account to you for my doing no better for your 'Stamp Duty' Postscript. "The S. R. is very civil-but what do they mean by Childe Harold resembling Marmion? and the next two, Giaour and Bride, not resembling Scott? I certainly never intended to copy him; but, if there be any copyism, it must be in the two poems, where the same versification is adopted. However, they exempt the Corsair from all resemblance to any thing,-though I rather wonder at his escape. "P. S. Perry hath a piece of compliment to-day; but I think the name might have been as well omitted. No matter; they can but throw the old story "If ever I did any thing original, it was in of inconsistency in my teeth,-let them,-I mean as Childe Harold, which I prefer to the other things to not publishing. However, now I will keep my always, after the first week. Yesterday I re-read word. Nothing but the occasion, which was phys-English Bards ;-bating the malice, it is the best. ically irresistible, made me swerve; and I thought "Ever &c." an anonyme within my pact with the public. It is the only thing I have or shall set about." LETTER CCXXII. LETTER CCXIX. TO MR. MURRAY. "April 25, 1814. "Let Mr. Gifford have the letter and return it at his leisure. I would have offered it, had I thought that he liked things of the kind. "If any accident occurs to me, you may do then "Do you want the last page immediately? I have doubt the lines being worth printing; at any copies of each for yourself only, I expect and re as you please; but, with the exception of two rate, I must see them again, and alter some pas-quest that the advertisements be withdrawn, and sages, before they go forth in any shape into the the remaining copies of all destroyed; and any exocean of circulation; a very conceited phrase, by the-by: well then-channel of publication will do. Pense so incurred, I will be glad to defray.† "For all this, it might be as well to assign some "I am not i' the vein,' or I could knock off a reason. I have none to give, except my own castanza or three for the Ode, that might answer the price, and I do not consider the circumstance of conpurpose better. At all events, I must see the lines sequence enough to require explanation. again first, as there be two I have altered in my mind's manuscript already. Has any one seen and judged of them? that is the criterion by which I will abide-only give me a fair report, and 'nothing extenuate,' as I will in that case do something else. Ever, &c. "I want Moore, and an Athenæus." "In course, I need hardly assure you that they never shall be published with my consent, directly * "Bonaparte," by Mr. Stratford Canning. He had, at this time, formed a resolution of purchasing back the whole of his past copyrights, and suppressing every page and line he had ever written. or indirectly, by any person whatsoever,-that I am hustling among the publican boxers, with damnable perfectly satisfied and have every reason so to be, apprentices (six feet high) on a back row. Will with your conduct in all transactions between us as you both oblige me and come-or one-or neitherpublisher and author. or, what you will? It will give me great pleasure to preserve your acquaintance, and to consider you as my friend. Believe me very truly, and for much attention, "Your obliged and very obedient servant, "BYRON. "P. S. An' you will, I will call for you at half past six, or any time of your own dial.” NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "I have gotten a box for Othello to-night, and send the ticket for your friends the R-fe's. I seriously recommend to you to recommend to them to go for half an hour, if only to see the third actthey will not easily have another opportunity. We -at least, I-cannot be there, so there will be no one in the way. Will you give or send it to them? it will come with a better grace from you than me. "I am in no good plight, but will dine at **'s with you, if I can. There is music and Covent-g.Will you go, at all events, to my box there afterward, to see a debut of a young sixteen,* in the Child of Nature?"" NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "Sunday matin. If your present note is serious, and it really would be inconvenient, there is an end to the matter: tear my draft, and go on as usual: in that case, we will recur to our former basis. That I "Was not Iago perfection? particularly the last was perfectly serious, in wishing to suppress all look. I was close to him (in the orchestra,) and future publication, is true; but certainly not to never saw an English countenance half so expresinterfere with the convenience of others, and more sive. I am acquainted with no immaterial sensualparticulary your own. Some day, I will tell you ity so delightful as good acting; and, as it is fitting the reason of this apparently strange resolution. At present, it may be enough to say that I recall it at your suggestion: and as it appears to have annoyed you, I lose no time in saying so. "Yours, truly, there should be good plays, now and then, besides Shakspeare's, I wish you or Campbell would write one; the rest of us youth' have not heart enough. "You were cut up in the Champion-is it not so? this day, so am I even to shocking the editor. The critic writes well; and as, at present, poesy is not my passion predominant, and my snake of Aaron has swallowed up all the other serpents, I don't feel fractious. I send you the paper, which I mean to take in for the future. We go to M.'s together. Perhaps I shall see you before, but don't me bore you, now, nor ever. "I wish people would not shirk their dinners-let ought it not to have been a dinner ?—and that d-d anchovy sandwich! "That plaguy voice of yours made me sentimental, and almost fall in love with a girl who was recommending herself, during your song, by hating music. But the song is past, and my passion can wait, till the pucelle is more harmonious. "Ever, as now, truly and affectionately, &c." NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "May 5, 1814. "Do you go to Lady Cahir's this even? If you do-and whenever we are bound to the same follies "Do you go to Lady Jersey's to-night? It is a-let us embark in the same Shippe of Fooles.' I large party, and you won't be bored into 'softening have been up till five, and up at nine: and feel rocks,' und all that. Othello is to-morrow and heavy with only winking for the last three or four Saturday too. Which day shall we go? When shall I see you? If you call, let it be after three as you please. Ever, &c." and as near four nights. "I lost my party and place at supper, trying to keep out of the way of ****. I would have gone away altogether, but that would have appeared a worse affectation than t' other. You are of course engaged to dinner, or we may go quietly together to my box at Covent Garden, and afterward to this assemblage. Why did you go away so soon? "Ever, &c. "Thou hast asked me for a song, and I enclose you an experiment, which has cost me something P. S. Ought not R*** fe's supper to have been more than trouble, and is, therefore, less likely to a dinner? Jackson is here, and I must fatigue be worth your taking any in your proposed setting.* myself into spirits." Now, if it be so, throw it into the fire, without phrase "Ever yours, NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "May 18, 1814. "Thanks-and punctuality. What has passed at **** House? I suppose that I am to know, and 'pars fui' of the conference. I regret that ***s will detain you so late, but I suppose you will be at Lady Jersey's. I am going earlier with Hobhouse. You recollect that to-morrow we sup and see Kean. "P. S. Two to-morrow is the hour of pugilism.” * Miss Foote's first appearance. LETTER CCXXIV. TO MR. MOORE. "May 23, 1814. to be able to oear thirst like a camel,-the springs are so few, and most of them so muddy. "The newspapers will tell you all that is to be told of emperors, &c. They have dined, and supped several saloons. Their uniforms are very becoming, but rather short in the skirts; and their conversation is a catechism, for which and the answers I refer you to those who have heard it. It "I must send you the Java government gazette and shown their flat faces in all thoroughfares, and of July 3, 1813, just sent me by Murray. Only think of our (for it is you and I) setting paper warriors in array in the Indian seas. Does not this sound like fame-something almost like posterity? It is something to have scribblers squabbling about us five thousand miles off, while we are agreeing so well at home. Bring it with you in your pocket; it will make you laugh, as it hath me. "P. S. Oh, the anecdote ! "Ever yours, LETTER CCXXV. TO MR. MOORE. B. "May 31, 1814. "I think of leaving town for Newstead soon. so, I shall not be remote from your recess, and (unless Mrs. M. detains you at home over the caudle-cup and a new cradle), we will meet. You shall come to me, or I to you, as you like it;-but meet we will. An invitation from Aston has reached me, but I do not think I shall go. I have also heard of ***-I should like to see her again, for I have not met her for years; and though the light that ne'er can shine again' is set, I do not know that 'one dear smile like those of old' might not make me for a moment forget the 'dulness of life's stream.' "I am going to R***'s to-night-to one of those suppers which ought to be dinners.' I have hardly seen her, and never him, since you set out. "As I shall probably not see you here to-day, II told you, you were the last link of that chain. write to request that if not inconvenient to your-As for ** we have not syllabled one another's names self, you will stay in town till Sunday; if not to since. The post will not permit me to continue my gratify me, yet to please a great many others, who scrawl. More anon. "Ever dear Moore, &c. will be very sorry to lose you. As for myself, I can "P. S. Keep the Journal, I care I care not what only repeat that I wish you would either remain a becomes of it, and if it has amused you, I am glad long time with us, or not come at all; for these that I kept it. 'Lara' is finished, and I am copysnatches of society make the subsequent separations ing him for my third vol. now collecting; but no bitterer than ever. separate publication." NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. "June 14, 1814. "I believe you think that I have not been quite fair with that Alpha and Omega of beauty, &c., with whom you would willingly have united me. But if you consider what her sister said on the subject, you will less wonder that my pride should "I return your packet of this morning. Have have taken the alarm; particularly as nothing but you heard that Bertrand has returned to Paris with the every-day flirtation of every-day people ever It is a report; but, if true, I must, like Mr. Fitzthe account of Napoleon's having lost his senses? occurred between your heroine and myself. Had Lady *** appeared to wish it, or even not to gerald and Jeremiah, (of lamentable memory,) lay oppose it, I would have gone on, and very possibly ought to go out of his senses, in the penultimate claim to prophecy; that is to say, of saying that he married (that is, if the other had been equally stanza of a certain Ode, the which, having been accordant) with the same indifference which has frozen over the 'Black Sea' of almost all my pas- has a still further pretension, by its unintelligibility, pronounced nonsense by several profound critics, sions. It is that very indifference which makes me to inspiration. "Ever, &c." so uncertain and apparently capricious. It is not eagerness of new pursuits, but that nothing impresses me sufficiently to fix; neither do I feel disgusted, but simply indifferent to almost all excitements. The proof of this is, that obstacles, the slightest even, stop me. This can hardly be timidity, for I have done some impudent things too, in my time; and in almost all cases, opposition is a stimulus. In mine, it is not; if a straw were in my way, I could not stoop to pick it up. LETTER CCXXVII. TO MR. ROGERS. "June 19, 1814, "I am always obliged to trouble you with my awkwardnesses, and now I have a fresh one. Mr. W.* called on me several times, and I have missed I have sent this long tirade, because I would the honor of making his acquaintance, which I not have you suppose that I have been trifling designedly with you or others. If you think so, in the name of St. Hubert (the patron of antlers and hunters) let me be married out of hand-I don't care to whom, so that it amuses any body else, and don't interfere with me much in the day-time. Ever, &c." LETTER CCXXVI. TO MR. MOORE. "June 14, 1814. regret, but which you, who know my desultory and uncertain habits, will not wonder at, and will, I am sure, attribute to any thing but a wish to offend a person who has shown me much kindness, and possesses character and talents entitled to general respect. My mornings are late, and passed in fencing and boxing, and a variety of most unpoetical exercises, very wholesome, &c., but would be very disagreeable to my friends, whom I am obliged to exclude during their operation. I never go out till the evening, and I have not been fortunate enough to meet Mr. W. at Lord Lansdowne's or Lord Jersey's, where I had hoped to pay him my respects. "I would have written to him, but a few words "I could be very sentimental now, but I won't. from you will go further than all the apologetical The truth is, that I have been all my life trying to sesquipedalities I could muster on the occasion. It harden my heart, and have not yet quite succeeded- is only to say that, without intending it, I contrive though there are great hopes-and you do not to behave very ill to every body, and am very sorry know how it sunk with your departure. What adds for it. "Ever, dear R., &c.' to my regret is having seen so little of you during your stay in this crowded desert where one ought * Mr. Wrangham. |