suspicion,' &c., &c. Whether Hobhouse is correct, arises from other causes. Some day or other, when I am not aware, but he believes himself so, and we are veterans, I may tell you a tale of present and says there can be but one opinion on that subject. past times; and it is not from want of confidence This I am, at least, sure of, that he would never that I do not now,-but-but-always a but to the prevent me from doing what he deemed the duty of end of the chapter. a preux chevalier. In such cases-at least, in this "There is nothing, however, upon the spot either country-we must act according to usages. In to love or hate;-but I certainly have subjects for considering this instance, I dismiss my own per- both at no very great distance, and am besides sonal feelings. Any man will and must fight, when embarrassed between three whom I know, and one necessary, even without a motive. Here, I should (whose name at least) I do not know. All this take it up really without much resentment; for would be very well, if I had no heart; but, unluckunless a woman one likes is in the way, it is some ily. I have found that there is such a thing still years since I felt a long anger. But, undoubtedly, could I, or may I, trace it to a man of station, I should and shall do what is proper. about me, though in no very good repair, and, also, that it has a habit of attaching itself to one, whether I will or no. 'Divide et impera,' I begin to think, will only do for politics. was angerly, but tried to conceal it. You are not called upon to avow the Twopenny,' and "If I discover the toad,' as you call him, I would only gratify them by so doing. Do you not shall tread,'-and put spikes in my shoes to do it see the great object of all these fooleries is to set more effectually. The effect of all these fine things, him, and you, and me, and all persons whatsoever, I do not inquire much nor perceive. I believe * by the ears?-more especially those who are on felt them more than either of us. People are civil good terms-and nearly succeeded. Lord H. wished enough, and I have had no dearth of invitations,me to concede to Lord Carlisle-concede to the devil! none of which, however, I have accepted. I went -to a man who used me ill? I told him, in answer, out very little last year, and mean to go about still that I would neither concede, nor recede on the sub- less. I have no passion for circles, and have long ject, but be silent altogether; unless any thing regretted that I ever gave way to what is called a more could be said about Lady H. and himself, who town life-which, of all the lives I ever saw (and had been since my very good friends;-and there it they are nearly as many as Plutarch's) seems to me ended. This was no time for concessions to Lord C. to leave the least for the past and future. "I have been interrupted, but shall write again Believe me ever, my dear Moore, &c." soon. "How proceeds the Poem? Do not neglect it, and I have no fears. I need not say to you that your fame is dear to me,-I really might say dearer than my own; for I have lately begun to think my things have been strangely overrated; and, at any rate, whether or not, I have done with them for ever. I may say to you, what I would not say to every body, that the last two were written, the Bride in four, and the Corsair in ten days,-which I take to be a most humiliating confession, as it proves my own want of judgment in publishing, and the public's, in reading things, which cannot have stamina for permanent attention. 'So much for Buckingham.' "I have but a few moments to write to you. Si'ence is the only answer to the things you mention; aor should I regard that man as my friend who said "I have no dread of your being too hasty, and I a word more on the subject. I care little for attacks, have still less of your failing. But I think a year but I will not submit to defences; and I do hope a very fair allotment of time to a composition which and trust that you have never entertained a serious is not to be Epic; and even Horace's Nonum prethought of engaging in so foolish a controversy. matur' must have been intended for the MillenniDallas's letter was, to his credit, merely as to the um, or some longer-lived generation than ours. I facts which he had a right to state; I neither have wonder how much we should have had of him, had nor shall take the least public notice, nor permit he observed his own doctrines to the letter. Peace any one else to do so. If I discover the writer, be with you! Remember that I am always and then I may act in a different manner; but it will most truly yours, &c. not be in writing. "An expression in your letter has induced me to "P. S. I never heard the 'report' you mention, write this to you, to entreat you not to interfere in nor, I dare say, many others. But, in course, you, any way in such a business,-it is now nearly over, as well as others, have damned good-natured and depend upon it they are much more chagrined friends,' who do their duty in the usual way. One by my silence than they could be by the best defence thing will make you laugh in the world. I do not know any thing that would vex me more than any further reply to these things. "Ever yours, in haste, "B." LETTER CCXII. LETTER CCXIII. TO MR. MOORE. "March 1, 1814. At TO MR. MOORE. "March 3, 1814. "Guess darkly, and you will seldom err. present, I shall say no more, and, perhaps but no matter. I hope we shall some day meet, and whatMY DEAR FRIEND, ever years may precede or succeed it, I shall mark "I have a great mind to tell you that I am un-it with the white stone' in my calendar. I am comfortable, if only to make you come to town; not sure that I shall not soon be in your neighborwhere no one ever more delighted in seeing you, hood again. If so, and I am alone, (as will proba nor is there any one to whom I would sooner turn bly be the case,) I shall invade and carry you off, for consolation in my most vaporish moments. The and endeavor to atone for sorry fare by a sincere truth is, I have no lack of argument' to ponder welcome. I don't know the person absent (barring upon of the most gloomy description, but this the sect') I should be so glad to see again. "I have nothing of the sort you mention but the lines, (the Weepers,) if you like to have them in the Bag. I wish to give them all possible circula 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, trath 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 con and 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 knowledge 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. measures, LETTER CCXV. TO MR. MURRAY. **April 9, 1814. "P. S. Think again before you shelf your poem. 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 them 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 als 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 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 some me 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,' and cannot become our disease for more years than we may perhaps number. I wish you to be out before Eastern subjects are again before the public.' The Death of Darnley is a famous subject-one of "P. S. I see Sotheby's Tragedies advertised. the best, I should think, for the drama. Pray lot 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 tine 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 *42, Albany, April 9, 184 judge, (at least a fair one on this subject,) contain"Viscount Althorp is about to be married, and 1 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 without once quitting the table, except to ambulate 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 have seen, I must exonerate this writer. I constitution. The lines on the opening of the vault that contained the remains of "I have also, more or less, been breaking a few al Henry VIII. and Charles I. the favorite commandments; but I mean to pull up The manuscrip of a long grave satire, entitled "Anti-Byron," which and marry,-if any one will have me. In the mean quest-not meart, 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. Lad been sent to Mr. Murray, and by him forwarded to Lord By on, with a indigested for I don't know how long ;-but that is perpetually after you and yours. When will you NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. 11 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 You may show it to Mr. Gifford, and rather elderly, school? If one can't jest with one's likes it. friends, with whom can we be facetious? You have print it, or not, as you please-it is of no conse nothing 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 ter 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. heard from • NOTE TO MR. MURRAY. "April 11, 1814. "Yours alway, "B. "P. S. I hope you got a note of alterations, sent this matin ? "I enclose you a letteret from Mrs. Leigh. "It will be best not to put my name to our Ode; "What think you of the review of Levis? It but you may say as openly as you like that it is beats the Bag and my hand-grenade hollow, as an 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, though it is a the author, which will mark it sufficiently. After thing of little length and less consequence, will No more rhyme for or rather, from-me. I be better altogether that it is anonymous; but we have taken my leave of that stage, and henceforth will incorporate it in the first tome of ours that you will mountebank it no longer. I have had my day, find time or the wish to publish. 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. "Alter potent spell' to 'quickening spell:' the They can't say I have truckled to the times, nor to first (as Polonius says) is a vile phrase,' and means popular topics, (as Johnson, or somebody, said of nothing, besides being common-place and RosaCleveland,) and whatever I have gained has been at Matildaish." 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. "P. S. Oh my books! my books! will you never find my books? 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 pas ready made great progress? It is not very scurri-sion. 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 Bo I told him; but some one else will, doubtless. 'Something too much of this.' Ever, &c." LETTER CCXVII. TO MR. MOORE. "Albany, April 20, 1914. "Your French scheme is good, but let it be Italian; all the Angles will be at Paris. Let it be "I am very glad to hear that you are to be tranRome, Milan, Naples, Florence, Turin, Venice, or Switzerland, 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 as, Slipslop 'Inferno' in our Paradise. Pray think of this-and I know, you may be treating me I shall say nothI will really buy a wife and a ring, and say the cere- says, with ironing' even now. mony, and settle near you in a summer-house upon ing of the shock, which had nothing of humeur in it; as I am apt to take even a critic, and still more the Arno, or the Po, or the Adriatic. "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 Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte?'-I suspect it to be either Fitzgerald's or Roma Malcom's feet, and then be baited by the rabble's Matilda's. Those rapid and masterly portraits of all the tyrants that preI 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 grasĮ do, their resignations are of a different kind. All of history," &c., &c. After a little more of this mock parallel, the letter went Excuse on thus:-"I should like to know what you think of the matter? Some health and prosperity, my dear Moore. friends of mine here will insist that it is the work of the author of Childe this lengthy letter. Ever, &c. Harold, but then they are not so well read in Fitzgerald and Rosa Matilda curse!' "P. S. The Quarterly quotes you frequently in an Article on America; and every body I know asks LETTER CCXX. TO MR. MURRAY. "April 28, 181 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 Öde separately, but incorpo and, 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 la t six weeks being civil war. 46 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. 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 of inconsistency in my teeth,-let them,-I mean as to not publishing. However, now I will keep my word. Nothing but the occasion, which was physically irresistible, made me swerve; and I thought an anonyme within my pact with the public. It is the only thing I have or shall set about." "P. S. I hope you sent back that poetical packet to the address which I forwarded to you Sunday: if not, pray do; or I shall have the so thor screaming after his Epic." LETTER CCXXI. TO MR. MURRAY. ** Apr 25, 1814. "I have no guess at your author, but it is a noble Poem, and worth a thousand Odes of ant 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 cant do any thing I am asked to do, however gladly l would; and at the end of a week my interest in 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, i 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. If ever I did any thing original, it was it "Ever &c." LETTER CCXIX. TO MR. MURRAY. "April 25, 1814. "DEAR SIR, LETTER CCXXII. TO MR. MURRAY. "2, Albany, April 29, 1814. "I enclose a draft for the money: when paid, send the copyright. I release you from the thousand "Let Mr. Gifford have the letter and return it at pounds agreed on for the Giaour and Bride, and his leisure. I would have offered it, had I thought there's an end. 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 as you please; but, with the exception of twa doubt the lines being worth printing; at any copies of each for yourself only, I expect and r 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 c stanza 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 "In course, I need hardly assure you that they mind's manuscript already. Has any one seen and never shall be published with my consent, directly 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." "Bonaparte," by Mr. Stratford Canning. He had, at this time, formed a resolution of purchasing tuck the wh of his past copyrights, and oppressing every page and time he had com 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. I do not think that I have overdrawn at Hammersley's; but if that be the case, I can draw for the superflux on Hoares. The draft is 57. short, but that I will make up. On payment-not before -return the copyright papers.' LETTER CCXXIII. TO MR. MURRAY. "May 1, 1814. "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 * with you, if I can. There is music and Covent-g.Will you go, at all events, to my box there after ward, to see a debut of a young sixteen, in the Child of Nature?'" NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "Sunday matin. "DEAR SIR, "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. there should be good plays, now and then, besides At present, it may be enough to say that I recall it Shakspeare's, I wish you or Campbell would write at your suggestion: and as it appears to have one; the rest of us youth' have not heart enough. annoyed you, I lose no time in saying so. "Yours, truly, NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "B." "May 4, 1814. "Last night we supp'd at R-fe's board, &c. "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 "Ever, as now, truly and affectionately, &c " "I wish people would not shirk their dinners-let me bore you, now, nor ever. 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. 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.' 1 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 nights. shall I see you? If you call, let it be after three and as near four as you please. Ever, &c." NOTE TO MR. MOORE. "May 4, 1814. "DEAR TOM, 1. "I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name, &c." NOTE TO MR. MOORE. Will you and Rogers come to my box at Covent, then? I shall be there, and none else-or I won't be there, if you twain would like to go without me. You will not get so good a place • Sen Poems, D. 568. "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. P. S. Ought not R⚫ fe's supper to have been a dinner? Jackson is here, and I must fatigue myself into spirits." |