| |
| '_Poet's Epitaph_.' | '_Poet's Epitaph_.' |
| | |
|Mr. Charles Lamb: | Mr. S.: |
|'The latter part preeminently | |
|good, and your own.' | 'The latter part very ill written. |
| | |
| '_Cumberland Beggar_.' | '_Cumberland Beggar_.' |
|Mr. J.W.: | Mr. Charles Lamb: |
|'Everybody seems delighted.' | 'You seem to presume your readers |
| | are stupid: the instructions too |
| | direct.' |
| | |
| '_Idiot Boy_.' | '_Idiot Boy_.' |
|Mr. J.W.: | Mr. S.: |
|'A lady, a friend of mine, could | 'Almost thrown by it into a fit |
|talk of nothing else: this, of all the | with disgust; _cannot read it_!' |
|poems, her delight.' | |
| | |
|But here comes the waggon | |
| | W.W.[48] |
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26. _On his Scottish Tour_.

TO SCOTT.

Grasmere, Oct. 16. 1803.

'We had a delightful journey home, delightful weather, and a sweet
country to travel through. We reached our little cottage in high
spirits, and thankful to God for all His bounties. My wife and child
were both well, and, as I need not say, we had all of us a happy
meeting.... We passed Branxholme (your Branxholme, we supposed) about
four miles on this side of Hawick. It looks better in your poem than in
its present realities. The situation, however, is delightful, and makes
amends for an ordinary mansion. The whole of the Teviot, an