172, 196, 234, 235, 243, 252, 255, 280, 291 *
_To_ MRS. CHARLES ALLEN, 337 *
_To_ the Editor of the Athenaeum, 6
_To_ BERNARD BARTON, 50-52, 61, 62, 74, 88, 93, 96, 98, 99, 104-110, 132,
134, 142, 158, 168, 169, 173, 175, 178, 186, 189-191, 197, 209, 220, 222
_From_ CARLYLE, 127, 130, 181 _note_, 205, 298, 299, 302
_To_ CARLYLE, 213, 216, 226, 293, 295, 297
_To_ MRS. CHARLESWORTH, 154-157 *, 160 *, 161 *
_To_ E. B. COWELL, 204, 208, 211 *, 212 *, 228, 231, 232, 240, 248 *,
284, 304, 304 *, 306 *, 309-321, 328-335, 340, 341 *, 345, 348
_To_ MRS. COWELL, 307, 308, 326
_To_ GEORGE CRABBE, 247, 266-268, 273, 274, 282, 284
_To_ W. B. DONNE, 22-26, 31, 41, 97, 187, 198, 203, 206, 210, 241, 253,
259, 279
_To_ SAMUEL LAURENCE, 75, 90, 116, 117, 121, 137, 140, 146, 166, 170,
215, 225, 233, 242
_To_ W. F. POLLOCK, 114, 115, 125, 133, 283
_From_ JAMES SPEDDING, 75 _note_
_To_ FREDERIC TENNYSON, 57, 66, 76, 81, 86, 91, 101, 111, 118, 139, 141,
143, 144, 150, 163, 176, 180, 188, 192, 199, 200, 223, 236, 244, 249,
254, 256, 260, 269, 271, 275, 285, 287
_From_ W. M. THACKERAY, 280
_To_ W. M. THACKERAY, 38, 281
_From_ W. H. THOMPSON, 22 _note_
_To_ W. H. THOMPSON, 79, 85
_The asterisks indicate the letters which are here printed for the first
time_.
Footnotes:
{0a} See Letters and Literary Remains of Edward FitzGerald, vol. iii. p.
464.
{14} Now Librarian of the William Salt Library at Stafford: introduced
to FitzGerald at Cambridge by Thackeray. [He died 10th February 1893,
aged 82.]
{19} Through the kindness of Mr. Thomas Allen, I have been enabled to
recover these missing stanzas:--
TO A LADY SINGING.
1.
Canst thou, my Clora, declare,
After thy sweet song dieth
Into the wild summer air,
Whither it falleth or flieth?
Soon would my answer be noted,
Wert thou but sage as sweet throated.
2.
Melody, dying away,
Into the dark sky closes,
Like the good soul from her clay
Like the fair odor of roses:
Therefore thou now art behind it,
But thou shalt follow and find it.
{22} 'My dear Donne,' as FitzGerald called him, 'who shares with
Spedding my oldest and deepest love.' He afterwards succeeded J. M.
Kemble as Licenser of Plays. The late Master of Trinity, then Greek
Professor, wrote to me of him more than five and twenty years ago, 'It
may do no harm that you should be kno
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