C.L.
Enfield.
[Patmore was the author of _The Mirror of the Months_, 1826.]
LETTER 455
CHARLES LAMB TO WALTER WILSON
[Dated at end: 17 May (1828).]
Dear Walter, The sight of your old name again was like a resurrection.
It had passed away into the dimness of a dead friend. We shall be most
joyful to see you here next week,--if I understand you right--for your
note dated the 10th arrived only yesterday, Friday the _16th_. Suppose I
name _Thursday_ next. If that don't suit, write to say so. A morning
coach comes from the Bell or Bell & Crown by Leather Lane Holborn, and
sets you down at our house on the Chase Side, next door to Mr.
Westwood's, whom all the coachmen know.
I have four more notes to write, so dispatch this with again assuring
you how happy we shall be to see you, & to discuss Defoe & old matters.
Yours truly
C. LAMB.
Enf'd. Satur'dy. 17th May.
[The last letter to Wilson was on Feb. 24, 1823. Lamb wrote to Hone a
few days later: "Valter Vilson dines with us to-morrow. Vell! How I
should like to see Hone!"]
LETTER 456
CHARLES LAMB TO THOMAS NOON TALFOURD
[P.M. May 20, 1828.]
My dear Talfourd, we propose being with you on Wednesday not unearly,
Mary to take a bed with you, and I with Crabbe, if, as I understand, he
be of the party.
Yours ever,
CH. LAMB.
[Lamb's future biographer was then living at 26 Henrietta Street,
Brunswick Square. He had married in 1822. Crabb Robinson's _Diary_ for
May 21 tells us that Talfourd's party consisted of the Lambs,
Wordsworth, Miss Anne Rutt, three barristers and himself. Lamb was in
excellent spirits. He slept at Robinson's that night.]
LETTER 457
CHARLES LAMB TO WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
[No date. May, 1828.]
Dear Wordsworth, we had meant to have tried to see Mrs. Wordsworth and
Dora next Wednesday, but we are intercepted by a violent toothache which
Mary has got by getting up next morning after parting with you, to be
with my going off at 1/2 past 8 Holborn. We are poor travellers, and
moreover we have company (damn 'em) good people, Mr. Hone and an old
crony not seen for 20 years, coming here on Tuesday, one stays night
with us, and Mary doubts my power to get up time enough, and comfort
enough, to be so far as you are. Will you name a day in the same or
coming week that we can come to you in the morning, for it would plague
us not to see the other two of you, whom we cannot individualize fr
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