Love laughs at Locksmith's,') whose acquaint-credit and no self-applause to be obtained by being nces, including the cat and the terrier, who caught of use to a celebrated man, I must retain the sam a halfpenny in his mouth,' were all gone dead,' but opinion of the human species, which I dɔ of our too many of our acquaintances have taken the same friend M Specie. path. Lady Melbourne, Grattan, Sheridan, Curran, LETTER DXXXIII. TO MR. MOORE. LETTER DXXXIV. TO MR. MURRAY. "Pusa, November 3, 1821. "The two passages cannot be altered without making Lucifer talk like the Bishop of Lincoln, which would not be in the character of the former. The notion is from Cuvier, (that of the old worlds,, as I have explained in an additional note to the preface. The other passage is also in character i nonsense, so much the better, because then it can do no harm, and the sillier Satan is made, the safer for every body. As to alarms,' &c., do you really "Tis the middle of night by the castle clock,' think such things ever led any body astray? Are and in three hours more I have to set out on these people more impious than Milton's Satan? or my way to Pisa-sitting up all night to be sure of the Prometheus of Eschylus ? or even than the Sadrising. I have just made them take off my bed- ducees of Milman, the Fall of Jerusalem ' * * › clothes--blankets inclusive-in case of temptation Are not Adam, Eve, Adah, and Abel, as pious as from the apparel of sheets to my eyelids. the catechism? "Ravenna, Oct. 28, 1821. "Samuel Rogers is-or is to be at Bologna, as he writes from Venice. "I thought our Magnifico would 'pound you, if possible. He is trying to pound' me, too: but I'll specie the rogue-or, at least, I'll have the odd shillings out of him in keen iambics. "Gifford is too wise a man to think that such things can have any serious effect: who was ever altered by a poem ? I beg leave to observe, that there is no creed nor personal hypothesis of mine in all this; but I was obliged to make Cain and Lucife talk consistently, and surely this has always been. Your approbation of Sardanapalus' is agree- permitted to poesy. Cain is a proud man: if Luciable, for more reasons than one. Hobhouse is fer promised him kingdom, &c., it would elate him: pleased to think as you do of it, and so do some the object of the Demon is to depress him still farothers-but the Arimaspian,' whom, like a gry- ther in his own estimation than he was before, by phon in the wilderness,' I will follow for his gold,' showing him infinite things, and his own abase. (as I exorted you to do before,) did or doth dispa- ment, till he falls into the frame of mind that leads rage it stinting me in my sizings.' His notable to the catastrophe, from mere internal irritation, opinions on theFoscari and Cain' he hath not not premeditation, or envy of Abel, (which would as yet forwarded; or, at least, I have not yet re- have made him contemptible,) but from rage and ceived them, nor the proofs thereof, though promised fury against the inadequacy of his state to his conby last post. ceptions, and which discharges itself rather against "I see the way that he and his Quarterly people life, and the Author of life, than the mere living. are tending they want a row with me, and they "His subsequent remorse is the natural effect of shall have it. I only regret that I am not in Eng-looking on his sudden deed. Had the deed been land for the nonce; as, here, it is hardly fair ground premeditated, his repentance would have been tardier. for me, isolated and out of the way of prompt reEither dedicate it to Walter Scott, or, if you joinder and information, as I am. But, though think he would like the dedication of the Foscaris' backed by all the corruption, and infamy, and pat- better, put the dedication to the Foscaris.' Ask ronage of their master rogues and slave renegadoes, if they do once rouse me up, They had better gall the devil, Salisbury.' "I have that for two or three of them, which they had better not move me to put in motion;and yet, after all, what a fool 1 am to disquiet myself about such fellows! It was all very well ten or twelve years ago, when I was a 'curled darling, and minded such things. At present, I rate them at their true value; but, from natural temper and bile, am not able to keep quiet. him which. Your first note was queer enough; but your two other letters, with Moore's and Gifford's opinions, set all right again. I told you before that I can. never recast any thing. I am like the tiger: if I miss the first spring, I go grumbling back to my jungle again; but if I do hit, it is crushing. * * You disparaged the last three cantos to me, and kept them back above a year; but I have heard from England that (notwithstanding the errors of the press), they are well thought of; for instance, by American Irving, which last is a feather in my (fool's) cap. "You have received my letter (open) through so, pray, send me no more re I will read no more of evil or "Let me hear from you on your return from Ireland, which ought to be ashamed to see you, after her Brunswick blarney. I am of Longman's opinion, Mr. Kinnaird, and that you should allow your friends to liquidate the views of any kind. muda claim. Why should you throw away the good in that line. Walter Scott has not read twe thousand pounds (of the non-guinea Murray) review of himself for thirteen years. upon that cursed piece of treacherous inveiglement? "The bust is not my property, but Hobhouses's. I think you carry the matter a little too far and I addressed it to you as an Admiralty man, great at scrupulously. When we see patriots begging ub- the custom-house. Pray deduct the expense of the licly, and know that Grattan received a frtune same, and all others. "Yours, & LETTER DXXXV. froin his country, I really do not see why a man, in no whit inferior to any or all of them, should shrink from accepting that assistance from his private friends, which every tradesman receives from his connexions upon much less occasions. For, after all, it was not your debt-it was a piece of swindling against you. As to , and the 'what noble &c., &c., it is all very fine and very "I never read the Memoirs at all, not even since well, but till you can persuade me that there is no they were written; and I never will: the pain of creatures! TO MR. MURRAY. "Pisa, Nov. 9, 1321. writing them was enough; you may spare me that interest now, and the principal when you sre of a perusal. Mr. Moore has (or may have) a dis- strong in cash; or pay him by instalments; or pay cretionary power to omit any repetition or expres-him as I do my creditors-that is, not till they make sions which do not seem good to him, who is a better me. judge than you or I. "I address this to you at Paris, as you desire."Enclosed is a lyrical drama, (entitled 'a Mys- Reply soon, and believe me ever, &c. tery,' from its subject,) which, perhaps, may arrive "P. S. What I wrote to you about low spirits is in time for the volume. You will find it pious however, very true. At present, owing to the ca enough, I trust-at least some of the chorus might mate, &c., (I can walk down into my garden, and have been written by Sternhold and Hopkins them- pluck my own oranges, and, by-the-way, have go. selves for that, and perhaps for melody. As it is diarrhoea in consequence of indulging in this me longer, and more lyrical and Greek than I intended ridian luxury of proprietorship,) my spirits are at first, I have not divided it into acts, but called much better. You seem to think that I could not what I have sent Part First, as there is a suspen-have written the Vision,' &c., under the influence sion of the action, which may either close there of low spirits;-but I think there you err. A man' without impropriety, or be continued in a way that poetry is a distinct faculty, or soul, and has no I have in view. I wish the first part to be pub-more to do with the every-day individual than the lished before the second, because, if it don't suc- Inspiration with the Pythoness when removed from ceed, it is better to stop there than to go on in a her tripod." fruitless experiment. "I desire you to acknowledge the arrival of this packet by return of post, if you can conveniently, with a proof. "Your obedient, &c. "P. S. My wish is to have it published at the same time, and, if possible, in the same volume, with the others, because, whatever the merits or demerits of these pieces may be, it will perhaps be allowed that each is of a different kind, and in a different style; so that, including the prose and the Don Juans, &c., I have at least sent you variety during the last year or two." LETTER DXXXVI. TO MR. MOORE. "Pisa, Nov. 16, 1821. "MY LORD, 4 To Lord Byron. "Frome, Somerset, Nov. 21, 1971. "More than two years since, a lovely and beloved wife was taken from me, by lingering discase, after a very short union. She possessed unvarying gentleness and fortitude, and a piety so retiring as rarely to disclose itself in words, but so influential as to produce uniform benevolence of conduct. In the last hour of life, after a farewell look on a late ly born and only infant, for whom she had evinced inexpressible affection, her last whispers were, God's happiness! God's happiness! Since the second anniversary of her decease, I have read some papers which no one had seen during her life, and which contain her most secret thoughts. I am 15duced to communicate to your lordship a pass 12€ from these papers, which, there is no doubt, refers to yourself; as I have more than once heard the writer mention your agility on the rocks at Has tings. There is here Mr. Taafe, an Irish genius, with whom we are acquainted. He hath written a really excellent commentary on Dante, full of Oh, my God. I take encouragement from the new and true information, and much ingenui- assurance of Thy Word, to pray to Thee in heb alt ty. But his verse is such as it hath pleased God to of one for whom I have lately been much interest. d endue him withal. Nevertheless, he is so firmly May the person to whom I allude (and who is now, pursuaded of its equal excellence, that he won't di- we fear, as much distinguished for his neglect of vorce the commentary from the traduction, as I Thee as for the transcendent talents Thou hast be ventured delicately to hint,-and not having the fear stowed on him) be awakened to a sense of his owa of Ireland before my eyes, and upon the presump- danger, and led to seek that peace of mind, in a tion of having shotten very well in his presence proper sense of religion, which he has found this (with common pistols, too, not with my Manton's) world's enjoyments unable to procure! Do Thon the day before. grant, that his future example may be productive of "But he is eager to publish all, and must be grat- far more extensive benefit than his past conduet aud ified, though the reviewers will make him suffer writing have been of evil; and may the San of more tortures than there are in his original. Indeed, righteousness, which, we trust, will, at some futur the notes are well worth publication; but he insists period, arise on him, be bright in proportion to the upon the translation for company, so that they will darkness of those clouds which guilt has raised come out together, like Lady Ct chaperoning around him, and the balm which it bestows, healing Miss. I read a letter of yours to him yesterday, and soothing in proportion to the keenness of thi and he begs me to write to you about his poeshie.-agony which the punishment of his vices has inHe is really a good fellow, apparently, and I dare flicted on him! May the hope that the sincerity of say that his verse is very good Irish. my own efforts for the attainment of holiness, and 64 Now, what shall we do for him? He says that the approval of my own love to the great Author of he will risk part of the expense with the publisher. religion, will render this prayer, and every other in He will never rest till he is published and abused- the welfare of mankind, more efficacious.-Chert for he has a high opinion of himself-and I see me in the path of duty;-but let me not forget, nothing left but to gratify him so as to have him that, while we are permitted to animate ourselves abused as little as possible; for I think it would kill exertion by every innocent motive, these are bat im. You must write, then, to Jeffrey to beg him the lesser streams which may serve to increase the not to review him, and I will do the same to Gifford, current, but which, deprived of the grand fountain through Murray. Perhaps they might notice the comment without touching the text. But I doubt the dogs-the text is too tempting, "I have to thank you again, as I believe I did before, for your opinion of Cain,' &c. "You are right to allow to settle the claim; | of good, (a deep conviction of inborn sin, and fir but I do not see why you should repay him out of "There is nothing, my lord, in this extract, which, Four legacy at least not yet. If you feel about it, in a literary sense, can at all interest you; but it as you are ticklish on sich points,) pay him the may, perhaps, appear to you worthy of reflectice how deep and expansive a concern for the happi-Jupon a living head. Do me at least the justice to ness of others the Christian faith can awaken in the suppose, that midst of youth and prosperity. Here is nothing| poetical and splendid, as in the expostulatory hom Video mellora proooque, "I have the honor to be "Your obliged and obedient servant, age of M. Delamartine? but here is the sublime, however the deteriora sequor,' may have been ap my lord; for this intercession was offered, on your plied to my conduct. account, to the supreme Source of happiness. It sprang from a faith more confirmed than that of the French poet; and from a charity which, in combination with faith, showed its power unimpaired amid the languors and pains of approaching disso- clergyman; but I presume that you will not be af lution. I will hope that a prayer, which I am sure, was deeply sincere, may not be always unavailing. "P. S. I do not know that I am addressing o fronted by the mistake (if it is one) on the address of this letter. One who has so well explained, and deeply felt the doctrines of religion, will excuse the error which led me to believe him its minister." LETTER DXXXVIII. TO MR. MURRAY. "Pisa, December 4, 1821. By extracts in the English papers,-in your holy ally, Galignani's 'Messenger,'-I perceive that the two greatest examples of human vanity in the present age' are firstly, the ex-emperor Napoleon, and, secondly, his lordship, &c., the noble poet,' meaning your humble servant, poor guiltless I.' "Poor Napoleon! he little dreamed to what vile comparisons the turn of the wheel would reduce SIR, "I have received your letter. I need not say, that the extract which it contains has affected me, because it would imply a want of all feeling to have read it with indifference. Though I am not quite sure that it was intended by the writer for me, yet on the Arno, large enough for a garrison, with dun"I have got here into a famous old feudal palazzo, the date, the place where it was written, with some him! other circumstances that you mention, render the geons below and cells in the walls, and so full of allusion probable. But for whomever it was meant, ghosts that the learned Fletcher (my valet) has I have read it with all the pleasure which can arise begged leave to change his room, and then refused from so melancholy a topic. I say pleasure-be- to occupy his new room, because there were more cause your brief and simple picture of the life and ghosts there than in the other. It is quite true that demeanor of the excellent person whom I trust you there are most extraordinary noises, (as in all old will again meet, cannot be contemplated without buildings,) which have terrified the servants so as the admiration due to her virtues and her pure and to incommode me extremely. There is one place unpretending piety. Her last moments were par- but one possible passage, broken through the wall, where people were evidently walled up, for there is ticularly striking; and I do not know that, in the course of reading the story of mankind, and still The house belonged to the Lanfranchi family, (the and then meant to be closed again upon the inmate. less in my observations upon the existing portion, I ever met with any thing so unostentatiously beauti- same mentioned by Ugolino in his dream, as his ful. Indisputably, the firm believers in the gospel persecutor with Sismondi,) and has had a fierce have a great advantage over all others,-for this owner or two in its time. The staircase, &c., is said simple reason, that, if true, they will have their reto have been built by Michel Angelo. It is not yet ward hereafter; and if there be no hereafter, they cold enough for a fire. What a climate! can be but with the infidel in his eternal sleep, hav"I am, however, bothered about these spectres, ing had the assistance of an exalted hope, through (as they say the last occupants were, too,) of whom life, without subsequent disappointment, since (at (myself); but all the other ears have been regaled I have as yet seen nothing, nor, indeed, heard the worst for them) out of nothing, nothing can by all kinds of supernatural sounds. The first night arise, not even sorrow. But a man's creed does not depend upon himself: who can say, I will believe I thought I head an odd noise, but it has not been this, that, or the other? and, least of all, that repeated. I have now been here more than a month which he least can comprehend. I have, however, observed, that those who have begun life with extreme faith, have in the end greatly narrowed it, as Chillingworth, Clarke, (who ended as an Arian,) Bayle, and Gibbon, (once a Catholic,) and some others; while, on the other hand, nothing is more common than for the early skeptic to end in a firm belief, like Maupertuis and Henry Kirk White. 66 LETTER DXXXIX. TO MR. MURRAY. Yours, &c." "Pisa, December 10, 1821. "But my business is to acknowledge your letter, and not to make a dissertation. Lam obliged to you "This day and this hour, (one, on the clock,) my for your good wishes, and more than obliged by the daughter is six years old. I wonder when I shall extract from the papers of the beloved object whose see her again, or if ever I shall see her at all. qualities you have so well described in a few words. I "I have remarked a curious coincidence, which can assure you, that all the fame which ever cheated almost looks like a fatality. humanity into higher notions of its own importance "My mother, my wife, my daughter, my halfwould never weigh in my mind against the pure sister, my sister's mother, my natural daughter, (as and pious interest which a virtuous being may be far at least as I am concerned,) and myself, are all leased to take in my welfare. In this point of only children. new, I would not exchange the prayer of the de- "My father, by his first marriage with Lady Con reased in my behalf for the united glory of Homer, yers, (an only child,) had only my sister; and by sar and Napoleon, could such be accumulated his second marriage with an only child, an only child again. Lady Byron, as you know, was one broken head to Lucca, at my desire, to try to save also, and so is my daughter, &c. a man from being burnt. The Spanish •• •, that Is not this rather odd-such a complication of has her peticoats over Lucca, had actually con only children? By-the-way, send me my daughter demned a poor devil to the stake, for stealing the Ada's miniature. I have only the print, which wafer-box out of a church. Shelley and I, of gives little or no idea of her complexion. course, were up in arms against this piece of piety, and have been disturbing every body to get the sen tence changed. Taafe is gone to see what can be done. "Yours, &c., "B." "December 12, 1821. His rea "Enclosed is a note for you from "What you say about Galignani's two biographics is very amusing; and, if I were not lazy, I would certainly do what you desire. But I doubt "MY DEAR SHELLEY, my present stock of facetiousness-that is, of good serious humor, so as not to let the cat out of the sons are all very true, I dare say, and it might and bag. I wish you would undertake it. I will for- may be of personal inconvenience to us. But that give and indulge you (like a pope) beforehand, for does not appear to me to be a reason to allow a being any thing ludicrous, that might keep those fools to be burnt without trying to save him. To save him in their own dear belief that a man is a loup garou. by any means but remonstrance, is of course out of the "I suppose I told you that the Giaour story had question; but I do not see why a temperate remonactually some foundation on facts; or, if I did not, strance should hurt any one. Lord Guilford is the you will one day find it in a letter of Lord Sligo's, man, if he would undertake it. written to me after the publication of the poem. I Grand Duke personally, and might, perhaps, preshould not like marvels to rest upon any account of vail upon him to interfere. But, as he goes to-mor my own, and shall say nothing about it. However, row, you must be quick or it will be useless. the real incident is still remote enough from the any use of my name that you please. poetical one, being just such as, happening to a man of any imagination, might suggest such a composition. The worst of any real adventures is, that they involve living people-else Mrs. S 's, &c., are as 'german to the matter' as Mr. Maturin could desire for his novels. He knows the Make Yours ever, &c." LETTER DXLII. TO MR. MOORE. "The consummation you mentioned for poor Taafe was near taking place yesterday. Riding pretty sharply after Mr. Medwin and myself, in "I send you the two notes, which will tell you turning the corner of a lane between Pisa and the the story I allude to of the Auto da Fe. Shelley's hills, he was spilt, and, besides losing some claret allusion to his fellow-serpent' is a buffoonery of on the spot, bruised himself a good deal, but is in mine. Goethe's Mephistofilus calls the serpent no danger. He was bled, and keeps his room. As who tempted Eve my aunt, the renowned snake, I was a-head of him some hundred yards, I did not and I always insist that Shelley is nothing but one see the accident; but my servant, who was behind, of her nephews, walking about on the tip of b did, and, says the horse did not fall-the usual ex- tail." ruse of floored equestrians. As Taafe piques himself upon his horsemanship, and his horse is really a pretty horse enough, I long for his personal narrative, as I never yet met the man who would fairly claim a tumble as his own property. Could not you send me a printed copy of the Irish Avatar ?'-I do not know what has become of Rogers since we parted at Florence. "Don't let the Angles keep you from writing. Sam told me that you were somewhat dissipated in Paris, which I can easily believe. Let me hear from you at your best leisure. "Ever, and truly, &c. "P. S. December 13. "I enclose you some lines, written not long ago, which you may do what you like with, as they are very harmless.† Only, if copied or printed, or set, I could wish it more correctly than in the usual way, in which one's nothings are monstered,' as, Coriolanus says. "You must really get Taafe published-he never will rest till he is so. He is just gone with his Mr. Galignani having expressed a wish to be furnished with a short Memoir of Lord Byron, for the purpose of prefixing it to the French edition of his works, I had said jestingly in a preceding letter to his lordship, that it would be but a fair satire on the disposition of the world to "ber.onster his Satures," if he would write for the public, English as well as French, a sort of mock-heroic account of himself, outdoing, in horrors and wonders, all that and been vet related or believed of him, and leaving even Goethe's story of the double murder at Florence far behind. Moore. ↑ Stanzas written on the road between Florence and Pisa page 575. "Although strongly persuaded that the story must be either an entire fabrication, or so gross i exaggeration as to be nearly so; yet, in order to be able to discover the truth beyond all doubt, and to set your mind quite at rest, I have taken the deter mination to go myself to Lucca this morning Should it prove less false than I am convinced it 1 shall not fail to exert myself in every wag tha: I can imagine may have any success. Be assured. Your lordship's most truly. at Leghorn; and as your courier applied to me to lingsgate therefor. I like a row, and always did know whether he ought to leave your letter for him from a boy, in the course of which propensity, 1 or not, I have thought it best since this information must needs say, that I have found it the most easy to tell him to take it back. "Ever faithfully yours, LETTER DXLIII. of all to be gratified, personally and poetically. You disclaim jealousies; but I would ask, as Boswell did of Johnson, of whom could you be jealous,' of none of the living, certainly, and (taking all and all into consideration) of which of the dead? I don't like to bore you about the Scotch novels, (as they call them, though two of them are wholly English, and the rest half so,) but nothing can or could ever persuade me, since I was the first ten minutes in your company, that you are not the man. To me those novels have so much of Auld lang syne, (I was bred a canny Scott till ten years old,) "I need not say how grateful I am for your letter that I never move without them; and when I rebut I must own my ingratitude in not having writ- moved from Ravenna to Pisa, the other day, and ten to you again long ago. Since I left England, sent on my library before, they were the only books (and it is not for all the usual term of transporta- that I kept by me, although I already have them by tion,) I have scribbled to five hundred blockheads heart. TO SIR WALTER SCOTT, BART. "MY DEAR SIR WALTER, "Pisa, January 12, 1822. "January 27, 1822. on business, &c., without difficulty, though with no great pleasure; and yet, with the notion of ad- "I delayed till now concluding, in the hope that dressing you a hundred times, in my head and al-I should have got the Pirate,' who is now under ways in my heart, I have not done what I ought to way for me, but has not yet hove in sight. I hear nave done. I can only account for it on the same that your daughter is married, and I suppose by principle of tremulous anxiety with which one this time you are half a grandfather-a young one, sometimes makes love to a beautiful woman of our by-the-way. I have heard great things of Mrs. own degree, with whom one is enamored in good Lockhart's personal and mental charms, and much earnest; whereas we attack a fresh colored house- good of her lord: that you may live to see as many maid without (I speak, of course, of earlier times) novel Scotts as there are Scots' novels, is a very any sentimental remorse or mitigation of our virtu- bad pun, but sincere wish of ous purpose. "Yours ever most affectionately, &o "I owe to you far more than the usual obligation "P. S. Why don't you take a turn in Italy? You for the courtesies of literature and common friend-would find yourself as well known and as welship, for you went out of your way in 1817 to do me come as in the Highlands among the natives. As a service, when it required not merely kindness, for the English you would be with them as in Lon but courage to do so; to have been recorded by you don; and I need not add, that I should be de in such a manner would have been a proud memo-lighted to see you again, which is far more than 1 rial at any time, but at such a time when all the shall ever feel or say for Engiand, or (with a few world and his wife,' as the proverb goes, were trying exceptions of kith, kin, and allies') any thing to trample upon me, was something still higher to that it contains. But my heart warms to the tarmy self-esteem,-I allude to the Quarterly Review tan,' or to any thing of Scotland, which reminds of the third canto of Childe Harold, which Murray me of Aberdeen and other parts, not so far from told me was written by you, and indeed, I should the Highlands as that town, about Invercauld and have known it without his information, as there Braemar, where I was sent to drink goat's fey in could not be two who could and would have done 1795-6, in consequence of a threatened decline after this at the time. Had it been a common criticism, the scarlet fever. But I am gossipping; so, good however eloquent or panegyrical, I should have felt night-and the gods be with your dreams! pleased, undoubtedly, and grateful, but not to the "Pray present my respects to Lady Scott, who extent which the extraordinary good-heartedness of may perhaps recollect having seen me in town in the whole proceeding must induce in any mind ca- 1815." pable of such sensations. The very tardiness of "I see that one your supporters (for, like Sir this acknowledgment will, at least show that I Hildebrand, I am fond of Gullin) is a mermaid; it have not forgotten the obligation; and I can assure is my crest too, and with precisely the same curl of you that my sense of it has been out at compound tail. There's concatenation for you!-I am build interest during the delay. I shall only add one ing a little cutter at Genoa, to go a cruising in tho word upon the subject, which is, that I think that summer. I know you like the sea too." you, and Jeffrey, and Leigh Hunt, were the only literary men, of numbers whom I know, (and some of whom I have served,) who dared venture even an anomymous word in my favor just then; and that of those three, I had never seen one at all-of the second much less than I desired-and that the third was under no kind of obligation to me whatever; while the other two had been actually attacked by me on a former occasion; one, indeed, with some provocation, but the other wantonly enough. So you see you have been heaping coals of fire,' &c., in the true gospel manner, and I can assure you that they have burnt down to my very heart. LETTER DXLIV. TO DOUGLAS KINNAIRD "Pisa, February 6, 182 "Try back the deep lane,' till we find a pub lisher for the Vision; and if none such is to be found, print fifty copies at my expense, distribute "I am glad that you accepted the inscription. I them among my acquaintance, and you will soon meant to have inscribed the Foscarini' to you in- see that the booksellers will publish them, even if stead; but first, I heard that Cain' was thought we oppose them. That they are now afraid is natu the least bad of the two as a composition; and, ral; but I do not see that I ought to give way on 2dly, I have abused Southey like a pickpocket, in a that account. I know nothing of Rivington's 'Renote to the Foscarini, and I recollected that he is a monstrance' by the eminent Churchman;' but I friend of yours, (though not of mine,) and that it suppose he wants a living. I once heard of a would not be the handsome thing to dedicate to one preacher at Kentish Town against Cain. The friend any thing containing such matters about an- same outcry was raised against Priestly, Hume, other. However, I'll work the Laureate before I have done with him, as soon as I can muster Bil • See note to "The laland." |