In the 2d place, I will speak of my views, and of the life I purpose to myself. I am ambitious of doing the world some good: if I should be spared, that may be the work of maturer years-in the interval I will assay to reach to as high a summit in poetry as the nerve bestowed upon me will suffer. The faint conceptions I have of poems to come bring the blood frequently into my forehead. All I hope is, that I may not lose all interest in human affairs-that the solitary Indifference I feel for applause, even from the finest spirits, will not blunt any acuteness of vision I may have. I do not think it will. I feel assured I should write from the mere yearning and fondness I have for the beautiful, even if my night's labours should be burnt every Morning, and no eye ever shine upon them. But even now I am perhaps not speaking from myself, but from some Character in whose soul I now live.

I am sure, however, that this next sentence is from myself-I feel your anxiety, good opinion, and friendship, in the highest degree, and am

There was a part in your Letter which gave me a great deal of pain, that where you lament not receiving Letters from England. I intended to have written immediately on my return from Scotland (which was two 'Months earlier than I had intended on account of my own as well as Tom's health), but then I was told by Mrs.

W[ylie] that you had said you would not wish any one to write till we had heard from you. This I thought odd and now I see that it could not have been so; yet, at the time I suffered my unreflecting head to be satisfied, and went on in that sort of abstract careless and restless Life with which you are well acquainted. This sentence should it give you any uneasiness do not let it last for before I finish it will be explained away to your satisfaction.

I grieve to say I am not sorry you had not Letters at Philadelphia; you could have had no good news of Tom and I have been withheld on his account from beginning these many days; I could not bring myself to say the truth, that he is no better but much worse. However it must be told and you must my dear Brother and Sister take example from me and bear up against any Calamity for my sake as I do for yours. Our's are ties which independent of their own Sentiment are sent us by providence to prevent the deleterious effects of one great solitary grief. I have Fanny' and I have you three people whose Happiness to me is sacred-and it does annul that selfish sorrow which I should otherwise fall into, living as I do with poor Tom who looks upon me as his only comfort-the tears will come into your Eyeslet them and embrace each other-thank heaven for what happiness you have, and after thinking a moment or two that you suffer in common with all Mankind hold it not a sin to regain your cheerfulness.

I will relieve you of one uneasiness overleaf: I returned I said on account of my health-I am now well from a bad sore throat which came of bog trotting in the Island of Mull-of which you shall hear by the copies I shall make from my Scotch Letters.

Your content in each other is a delight to me which I

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cannot express-the Moon is now shining full and brilliant she is the same to me in Matter, what you are to me in Spirit. If you were here my dear Sister I could not pronounce the words which I can write to you from a distance: I have a tenderness for you, and an admiration which I feel to be as great and more chaste than I can have for any woman in the world. You will mention Fanny her character is not formed, her identity does not press upon me as yours does. I hope from the bottom of my heart that I may one day feel as much for her as I do for you-I know not how it is, but I have never made any acquaintance of my own-nearly all through your medium my dear Brother-through you I know not only a Sister but a glorious human being. And now I am talking of those to whom you have made me known I cannot forbear mentioning Haslam as a most kind and obliging and constant friend. His behaviour to Tom during my absence and since my return has endeared him to me for ever-besides his anxiety about you. Tomorrow I shall call on your Mother and exchange information with her. On Tom's account I have not been able to pass so much time with her as I would otherwise have done—I have seen her but twice—one I dined with her and Charles. She was well, in good spirits, and I kept her laughing at my bad jokes. We went to tea at Mrs. Millar's, and in going were particularly struck with the light and shade through the Gateway at the Horse Guards. I intend to write you such Volumes that it will be impossible for me to keep any order or method in what I write that will come first which is uppermost in my Mind, not that which is uppermost in my heart-besides I should wish to give you a picture of our Lives here whenever by a touch I can do it; even as you must see by the last sentence our walk past Whitehall all in good health and spirits this I am certain of, because I felt so

much pleasure from the simple idea of your playing a game at Cricket. At Mrs. Millar's I saw Henry quite well-there was Miss Keasle-and the good-natured Miss Waldegrave Mrs. Millar began a long story and you know it is her Daughter's way to help her on as though her tongue were ill of the gout. Mrs. M. certainly tells a story as though she had been taught her alphabet in Crutched Friars. Dilke has been very unwell; I found him very ailing on my return-he was under Medical care for some time, and then went to the Sea Side whence he has returned well. Poor little Mrs. D. has had another gall-stone attack; she was well ere I returned she is now at Brighton. Dilke was greatly pleased to hear from you, and will write a letter for me to enclose. He seems greatly desirous of hearing from you of the settlement itself.

I came by ship from Inverness, and was nine days at Sea without being sick-a little qualm now and then put me in mind of you-however as soon as you touch the shore all the horrors of Sickness are soon forgotten, as was the case with a Lady on board who could not hold her head up all the way. We had not been in the Thames an hour before her tongue began to some tune; paying off as it was fit she should all old scores. I was the only Englishman on board. There was a downright Scotchman who hearing that there had been a bad crop of Potatoes in England had brought some triumphant specimens from Scotland - these he exhibited with national pride to all the Lightermen and Watermen from the Nore to the Bridge. I fed upon beef all the way; not being able to eat the thick Porridge which the Ladies managed to manage with large awkward horn spoons into the bargain. Severn has had a narrow escape of his Life from a Typhous fever; he is now gaining strength. Reynolds has returned from a six weeks'

enjoyment in Devonshire—he is well, and persuades me to publish my " Pot of Basil" as an answer to the attacks made on me in Blackwood's Magazine and the Quarterly Review. There have been two letters in my defence in the Chronicle and one in the Examiner, copied from the Alfred Exeter paper, and written by Reynolds. I don't know who wrote those in the Chronicle-this is a mere matter of the moment-I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death. Even as a Matter of present interest the attempt to crush me in the Quarterly has only brought me more into notice, and it is a common expression among book men, "I wonder the Quarterly should cut its own throat."

It does me not the least harm in Society to make me appear little and ridiculous: I know when a man is superior to me and give him all due respect-he will be the last to laugh at me and as for the rest I feel that I make an impression upon them which ensures me personal respect while I am in sight whatever they may say when my back is turned. Poor Haydon's eyes will not suffer him to proceed with his picture-he has been in the Country-I have seen him but once since my return. I hurry matters together here because I do not know when the Mail sails-I shall enquire to-morrow, and then shall know whether to be particular or general in my letter-you shall have at least two sheets a day till it does sail whether it be three days or a fortnight— and then I will begin a fresh one for the next Month. The Miss Reynoldses are very kind to me-but they have lately displeased me much and in this way. Now I am coming the Richardson. On my return the first day I called they were in a sort of taking or bustle about a Cousin' of theirs who having fallen out with

'Miss Jane Cox.