LORD  BYRON  and  his  TIMES
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Memoir of Francis Hodgson
Thomas Moore to Francis Hodgson, 13 November 1828

Vol. 1 Contents
Chapter I.
Chapter II. 1794-1807.
Chapter III. 1807-1808.
Chapter IV. 1808.
Chapter V. 1808-1809.
Chapter VI. 1810.
Chapter VII. 1811.
Chapter VIII. 1811.
Chapter IX. 1811.
Chapter X. 1811-12.
Chapter XI. 1812.
Chapter XII. 1812-13.
Chapter XIII. 1813-14.
Vol. 2 Contents
Chapter XIV. 1815-16.
Chapter XV. 1816-18.
Chapter XVI. 1815-22.
Chapter XVII. 1820.
Chapter XVIII. 1824-27.
Chapter XIX. 1827-1830
Chapter XX. 1830-36.
Chapter XXI. 1837-40.
Chapter XXII. 1840-47.
Chapter XXIII. 1840-52.
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Sloperton: November 13, 1828.

My dear Hodgson,—Your letter has been too long unanswered, but the only point in it which demanded an immediate reply I knew you could be easily satisfied upon by others, namely, as to the place of payment for the subscription to Byron’s monument. In consequence of my not residing in town, I am not one of the sub-committee; but as well as I can recollect, Ransom’s is the bank where the subscriptions are to be paid. This intelligence, however, will, I fear, come rather late.

I don’t know whether I told you that I passed some days at Methuen’s with John Cam1 this year, and that his conversation about you was everything you could most wish it to be. As to the refusal of Westminster Abbey,2 I know not what to think. One would be inclined to say to the intolerant refuser—

1 Hobhouse.

2 The refusal to receive the statue of Lord Byron, by Thorwaldsen, now in the library of Trinity College, Cambridge, in Westminster Abbey.

I tell thee, churlish priest,
A ministering angel may this poet be
When thou liest howling.
But the statement has been, I am told, confidently contradicted.

I have been very much retarded and distracted in my operations this summer by excessive anxiety about our little girl, and by the necessity of going backwards and forwards between this and Southampton, where I had her and the rest of my family for several weeks, to try the benefit of the hot salt-water bathing. She is now, I am happy to say, improving, though still but slowly. Notwithstanding all these interruptions, I have managed to get on a little with my work, and still hope to go to press about the beginning of the year. I wish you would tell me whether the details in the letters from Spain, which you withheld from me, related to those ladies in whose house he stayed at Seville, or to the admiral’s daughter, with whom he had some flirtation at Cadiz.

The Editor of the ‘Keepsake’ (my negotiations with whom I made you acquainted with at Stoke) has played me a most notable trick. Having this year offered me six hundred pounds for 120 pages, chiefly (as he confessed) to have the advantage of
my name in his list of contributors, he, on my refusing this offer, thought he might as well have the name at all events; and, as he could not buy it, take possession of it gratis. Accordingly, on the strength of some ten-years-old doggrel of mine he picked up, my name has been (as I daresay you have seen) posted as one of his contributors, and the doggrel —— (as he ought to be) into the bargain. Isn’t this too provoking?

Remember me most cordially to your fair neighbour1 and Mrs. Hodgson, believing me ever, my dear Hodgson,

Most truly yours,
Thomas Moore.