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My Friends and Acquaintance
R. Plumer Ward XXII
Robert Plumer Ward to Peter George Patmore, 5 July 1841

Vol I Contents
Charles Lamb I
Charles Lamb II
Charles Lamb III
Charles Lamb IV
Charles Lamb V
Charles Lamb VI
Charles Lamb VII
Charles Lamb VIII
Charles Lamb IX
Charles Lamb X
Thomas Campbell I
Thomas Campbell II
Thomas Campbell III
Thomas Campbell IV
Thomas Campbell V
Thomas Campbell VI
Thomas Campbell VII
Lady Blessington I
Lady Blessington II
Lady Blessington III
Lady Blessington IV
Lady Blessington V
R. Plumer Ward I
R. Plumer Ward II
R. Plumer Ward III
R. Plumer Ward IV
R. Plumer Ward V
R. Plumer Ward VI
Appendix vol I
Vol II Contents
R. Plumer Ward VII
R. Plumer Ward VIII
R. Plumer Ward IX
R. Plumer Ward X
R. Plumer Ward XI
R. Plumer Ward XII
R. Plumer Ward XIII
R. Plumer Ward XIV
R. Plumer Ward XV
R. Plumer Ward XVI
R. Plumer Ward XVII
R. Plumer Ward XVIII
R. Plumer Ward XIX
R. Plumer Ward XX
R. Plumer Ward XXI
R. Plumer Ward XXII
R. Plumer Ward XXIII
Horace & James Smith I
Horace & James Smith II
William Hazlitt I
William Hazlitt II
William Hazlitt III
William Hazlitt IV
William Hazlitt V
William Hazlitt VI
William Hazlitt VII
William Hazlitt VIII
Appendix vol II
Vol III Contents
William Hazlitt IX
William Hazlitt X
William Hazlitt XI
William Hazlitt XII
William Hazlitt XIII
William Hazlitt XIV
William Hazlitt XV
William Hazlitt XVI
William Hazlitt XVII
William Hazlitt XVIII
William Hazlitt XIX
William Hazlitt XX
William Hazlitt XXI
William Hazlitt XXII
William Hazlitt XXIII
William Hazlitt XXIV
William Hazlitt XXV
William Hazlitt XXVI
Laman Blanchard I
Laman Blanchard II
Laman Blanchard III
Laman Blanchard IV
Laman Blanchard V
Laman Blanchard VI
Laman Blanchard VII
Laman Blanchard VIII
R & T Sheridan I
R & T Sheridan II
R & T Sheridan III
R & T Sheridan IV
R & T Sheridan V
R & T Sheridan VI
R & T Sheridan VII
R & T Sheridan VIII
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“Okeover, July 5, 1841.

My dear Patmore,—Though I have neither head nor heart for writing—the one being tortured with rheumatism, and the other weighed down with anxiety,—I seem to have treated you so ill by my long silence, that I make the attempt.

“You know, perhaps, by this, that I did not accompany my mournful wife and the poor invalid to town.

“I stayed behind partly because I could not brave London, when my heart was so full upon so sad an occasion, where daily suspense, too, as to her fate, was worse than bereavement; partly because, in case we were ordered to
change the climate, I had many things previously to prepare and settle here.

“I have, however, only reaped greater uneasiness from it, in consequence of the daily miseries of the post.

Latham is not yet decided upon anything, except that there is terrible mischief, and all the good I gather is, that she is not worse.

“Well, this is a long tale, nor do I know that it will explain, as I intend it, why I have not been able to perform my promises to you of renewing the subject of your MS., though it will account for my not calling upon you, at which you must have wondered.

“I have been reading your letter of the 20th June again, and though, under your management, I absolutely long to see the plot of your striking tale altered, I fear I cannot hope for an effort of such magnitude. I enter, too, into your reasons, founded on the example of Othello, for making the king fall by the hand of Evadne, and in their very bed. But, then, I think, you should prepare us for it more; nay, make us ardently expect and wish for it, by a great deal more than appears of the feeling about it in
Melantius; and infinitely more, in regard to so wonderful a change in the character of Evadne, before such a change in our expectations could be effected.

“I am the more urgent about this, because I think it is the very subject in which your pen will shine, if you will undertake it. Remember, if you do, you must not be idle, or leave anything to conjecture, or suppose it the affair of a few lines; but must gird yourself to it—summon all your power of pathos, which is great,—in short, comply with Horace’s forcible direction to the true poet,
“‘Qui pectus inaniter angit,
Irritat, mulcet, falsis terrorisms implet,
Ut magus.’

“Be the magus in this, and I will excuse you the other (I own) adventurous attempt I proposed.


R. P. W.”