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Ever yours,
BN.
Here's an impromptu for you by a "person of quality," written last week,
on being reproached for low spirits:
When from the heart where Sorrow sits,
Her dusky shadow mounts too high,
And o'er the changing aspect flits,
And clouds the brow, or fills the eye:
Heed not that gloom, which soon shall sink;
My Thoughts their dungeon know too well--
Back to my breast the wanderers shrink,
And bleed within their silent cell.
[Footnote 1: Thomas Learmont, of Ercildoune, called "Thomas the
Rhymer," is to reappear on earth when Shrove Tuesday and Good Friday
change places. He sleeps beneath the Eildon Hills.]
[Footnote 2: Aston Hall, Rotherham, at that time rented by J. Wedderburn
Webster.]
[Footnote 3: In 'She Stoops to Conquer' (act ii.) Tony Lumpkin says,
"I wish you'd let me and my good alone, then--snubbing this way when
I'm in spirits."]
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336.--To John Murray.
Sept. 29, 1813.
Dear Sir,--Pray suspend the _proofs_ for I am bitten again and have
quantities for other parts of _The Giaour_.
Yours ever,
B.
P. S.--You shall have these in the course of the day.
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337.--To James Wedderburn Webster.
September 30th, 1813.
My dear Webster,--Thanks for your letter. I had answered it by
_anticipation_ last night, and this is but a postscript to my reply.
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