My dear Grosvenor
The tone & temper of your letter left me
in an uncomfortable mood. certainly I deserved it – but as
far as negligence deserves reproof so harsh – but indeed
Grosvenor you have been somewhat like the Scotch judge who
included all rape robbery x
murder & horsestealing under the head of sedition [1] – so have you
suspected negligence of cloaking a cold & fickle &
insincere heart. dear dear Grosvenor if by any magic of ear
you could hear how often your name passes my lips – or could
you see how often I see your figure in my walks – the
recollections – & the wishes – but what are these? – an
hundred times should I have begun a letter if these had been
enough to fill it – if I could have sent you the exquisite
laugh when I again saw St Augustine
& his load [2] – or the smile when I read Leanders [3] death
in the newspaper – but these are unwriteable things – the
gossip & the playfulness & the boyness & the
happiness – I was about to write however – in conscience
& truth I was – & for an odd reason. I heard a
gentleman imitate Henderson [4] – & there was in
that imitation a decisiveness of pronunciation – a rolling
every syllable over the tongue, a force & pressure of
lip & of palate – that had my eyes been shut I could
have half believed you had been reading Shakespeare to me –
& I was about to tell you so, because the impression was
so strong –
With Drummond [5] it seems I go not but he & Wynn design to
get for me or try to get a better birth – that of Secretary
to some Italian Legation – which is permanent – & not
personally attached to the Minister. Amen – I love the
South, & the possibility highly pleases me & the
prospect of advancing fortunes. To England I have no strong
tie – the friends whom I love live so wide that I never see
two in a place – & for acquaintance they are to be found
every where. thus much for the future, for the present I am
about to move to Coleridge, who is at the Lakes – & I am
labouring somewhat blindly indeed, but all to some purpose –
about my ways & means – for the foreign expedition that
has restored my health has at the same time picked my pocket
– & if I had not good spirits & chearful industry I
should be somewhat surly & sad. So I am – I hope most
truly & ardently for the last time – pen & inking
for supplies & not from pure inclination – I am rather
heaping brick & mortar than building – hesitating
between this plan & that plan & preparing for both –
I rather think it will end in a Romance, in metre Thalaban,
in mythology Hindoo – by name the Curse of Kehāma, [6] on which
name you may speculate – & if you have any curiosity to
see a crude outline – the undeveloped life-germ of the egg –
say so – & you shall <see> the story as it is
& the poem as it is to be written piecemeal.
Thus then is my time employed – or thus it
ought to be – for how much is dissipated by going here &
there – dinnering & tea-taking – & suppering traying
or eveninging take which phrase of fashion pleases you – you
may guess. – you asked me about Thalaba – owing to my
absence the printer dirtily enough did not print any large
paper copies – whenever a second be printed you shall have
one. I stipulated for twelve copies of the poem – of which
you of course had one – you will therefore either write
“from his schoolfellow & friend” after your own name in
it – or wait till I can write it myself. – did you get a
second Anthology? [7] –
& moreover now I am on this subject my first Poems [8] – instead of being
sent into the fire – or the bog as they ought, are now a
fourth time sent to press – & now large paper copies are
manufacturing to suit the second volume – the which of
course shall be forwarded to you –
Grosvenor I perceive no change in myself –
nor any symptoms of change – I suffer only in years from
what I was – & years make less difference in me than in
most men. – alls things
considered I feel myself a fortunate & happy man – the
future wears a better face that it ever has done – & I
have no reason to regret that indifference to fortune which
has marked the past – By the by it is unfortunate that you
cannot come to the sacrifice of one Law Book – my whole
proper stock – whom I design to take up to the top of Mount
Etna – for the express purpose of throwing him down,
straight to the Devil. Huzza Grosvenor – I was once afraid
that I should have a deadly deal of Law to forget whenever I
had done with it but my brains – God bless them – never
received any – they
<it> purged off as it went in – ran thro like water
gruel after jalap [9] – or the Sows Doctor Halfpenny
Greens Sows julep [10] – & I am as
ignorant as heart could wish. the tares would not grow –
You will direct to Keswick Cumberland –
I set off on Saturday next – & shall be there about
Tuesday – & if you could contrive to steal time for a
visit to the Lakes you would find me a rare guide.
Rickman is about
leaving London, (where he has been labouring at the
Population act [11] – which is his scheme)
– to go as Secretary with Abbot [12] to
Ireland. he is an excellent fellow & will be a great
man. Tom is off
Ireland – scarred I fear sadly in the Copenhagen
business, [13]
which had nearly cost him his life – or his eyes.
How & where is Horace?
remember me also to your father & mother as one not unmindful of
many happy hours passed under their roof.
I have tried to read Pyes Alfred [14] – which is insomuch worse than Alfred the
Pious [15] as it is not bad enough
to be ridiculous. If you have not seen the second volume of
Wordsworths Lyrical Ballads I counsel you to buy
them, & read aloud the Poems
entitled The Brothers, & Michael [16] – which especially
the first – are to my taste excellent. I have never been so
much affected & so well as by some passages there. – I
should have liked some opinion of Thalaba from you – some
fault-finding – to know if enough interest was excited – or
if miracles like pantomime-tricks were so rapid as to weary
& satiate.
God bless you. Ediths
remembrance –
yrs as ever.
Robert Southey.
Wednesday. 19 Aug. 1801.
Yours reached me but yesterday & too late for
reply.
Notes* Address: To/ Grosvenor Charles Bedford
Esqr / Exchequer/ Westminster/
Single Postmark: B/ AUG 21/ 1801 Endorsements:
19 August 1801; 19 August 1801 MS: Bodleian Library,
Eng. Lett. c. 23 Previously published: Charles
Cuthbert Southey (ed.), Life and Correspondence
of Robert Southey, 6 vols (London,
1849-1850), II, pp. 157-160 [in part]. BACK [1] Possibly Robert
Macqueen, Lord Braxfield (1722-1799;
DNB), who in 1793-1794 presided over the
trials and sentencing, in Edinburgh, of radical
activists, including Thomas Muir (1765-1799;
DNB), Maurice Margarot (1745-1815;
DNB) and Joseph Gerrald (1763-1796;
DNB). Southey may have misunderstood
the fine details of Scottish law, under which rape,
robbery, murder and arson were all crimes that had to be
tried in the highest court. BACK [2] Probably an in-joke dating back to Southey’s and
Bedford’s schooldays. ‘St Augustine’ could refer to a
fellow ex-pupil at Westminster School (whose nickname
drew on either St Augustine of Hippo (354-430) or St
Augustine of Canterbury (d. 604)) or to an object
(possibly a painting) Southey and Bedford both
knew. BACK [3] ‘Leander’s’ identity
is uncertain. He could be the musician Thomas Leander
(d. 1801), whose death at the age of 99 was reported in
the London newspapers; see, for example, the
Morning Chronicle, 20 May 1801.
Alternatively, he may have been someone Southey and
Bedford had known at Westminster School. If so, the
nickname suggests he was a keen swimmer, like the
Leander of Greek legend who nightly swam the Hellespont
in order to visit his lover. The joke would have had
extra resonance as Bedford’s translation of Musæus (fl.
c. early 6th century), The Loves of Hero and
Leander, had appeared in 1797. BACK [4] Possibly John Henderson (c. 1747-1785;
DNB), a famous actor who had spent
his early career in Bath. BACK [5] The proposal by Wynn that Southey should
become Secretary to Sir William Drummond (c. 1770-1828;
DNB), classical scholar, poet and
diplomat; Charge d’Affaires in Denmark 1800-1801,
Minister-Plenipotentiary in Naples 1801-1803 and
1807-1808, and Ambassador to the Ottoman Empire in
1803. BACK [6] For Southey’s plan for
the Curse of Kehama (1810), see
Common-Place Book, ed. John Wood
Warter, 4 series (London, 1849–1850), IV, pp. 12-15.
This is Southey’s first mention of the switch of title
from ‘The Curse of Keradou’. He seems to have made this
change in a new draft of Book 1, begun ‘Aug. 15. 1801’,
Department of Rare Books, Special Collections and
Preservation, River Campus Libraries, University of
Rochester, Robert Southey Papers A.S727. BACK [8]
Poems
(1797). Second and third editions had followed in 1797
and 1799 and a fourth in 1801. BACK [10] Southey is recalling an event from 1793. For the saga
of the Bedfords’ pig and Dr Halfpenny (first name and
dates unknown), see Robert Southey and Grosvenor Charles
Bedford to Nicholas Lightfoot, 27-30 September 1793,
The Collected Letters of Robert Southey. Part
1, Letter 59. BACK [11] The
Census Act of 1800 authorised the first census of
1801. BACK [12] Charles Abbot, Lord Colchester
(1757-1829; DNB), Chief Secretary for
Ireland 1801-1802, The Speaker 1802-1817. BACK [13] A
British fleet had destroyed the Danish fleet at
Copenhagen on 2 April 1801. Tom Southey had served as a
Lieutenant on the Beltona in this
action, and was listed as wounded, e.g. in Bell’s
Weekly Messenger, 19 April 1801. BACK [14] Henry James Pye (1745-1813;
DNB), Alfred
(1801). BACK [15] Joseph
Cottle, Alfred, an Epic Poem, in Twenty-Four
Books (1800). BACK [16] William Wordsworth,
Lyrical Ballads, 2 vols (London,
1800), II, pp. 19-45, 199-225. BACK |
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