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The Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey
Robert Southey to Thomas Southey, 29 August 1798

Vol. I Contents
Early Life: I
Early Life: II
Early Life: III
Early Life: IV
Early Life: V
Early Life: VI
Early Life: VII
Early Life: VIII
Early Life: IX
Early Life: X
Early Life: XI
Early Life: XII
Early Life: XIII
Early Life: XIV
Early Life: XV
Early Life: XVI
Early Life: XVII
Ch. I. 1791-93
Ch. II. 1794
Ch. III. 1794-95
Ch. IV. 1796
Ch. V. 1797
Vol. II Contents
Ch. VI. 1799-1800
Ch. VII. 1800-1801
Ch. VIII. 1801
Ch. IX. 1802-03
Ch. X. 1804
Ch. XI. 1804-1805
Vol. III Contents
Ch. XII. 1806
Ch. XIII. 1807
Ch. XIV. 1808
Ch. XV. 1809
Ch. XVI. 1810-1811
Ch. XVII. 1812
Vol. IV Contents
Ch. XVIII. 1813
Ch. XIX. 1814-1815
Ch. XX. 1815-1816
Ch. XXI. 1816
Ch. XXII. 1817
Ch. XXIII. 1818
Ch. XXIV. 1818-1819
Vol. IV Appendix
Vol. V Contents
Ch. XXV. 1820-1821
Ch. XXVI. 1821
Ch. XXVII. 1822-1823
Ch. XXVIII. 1824-1825
Ch. XXIX. 1825-1826
Ch. XXX. 1826-1827
Ch. XXXI. 1827-1828
Vol. V Appendix
Vol. VI Contents
Ch. XXXII. 1829
Ch. XXXIII. 1830
Ch. XXXIV. 1830-1831
Ch. XXXV. 1832-1834
Ch. XXXVI. 1834-1836
Ch. XXXVII. 1836-1837
Ch. XXXVIII. 1837-1843
Vol. VI Appendix
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“Hereford, Aug. 29. 1798.
“My dear Tom,

“Your letter was very agreeable, for we began to doubt whether or no you were in the land of the living. We have been a fortnight in this part of the world, part of the time at Dilwyn, the original seat of the Tylers; and Shobdon was one of the places we visited. Our absence from home will not exceed a month, and though the time has passed pleasantly, I shall not be sorry to sit quietly down once more at Martin Hall. . . . . I have heard high commendation of you, somewhat in a round-about way, from a Taunton lady, who writes to a friend of hers, ‘The gallant Southey for me.’ Now, Tom, who the devil this Taunton damsel is, I could not find out, for the name was dropt by the way, so you must guess if you can.

Ætat. 23. OF ROBERT SOUTHEY. 347

“My Letters* are in the press, and my volume will soon,—it will include the ‘Vision.’ I have begun my English Eclogues, and written two which I rather like. My Kalendar also is greatly advanced since you left us; it now extends to some 1400 lines, and much of the remainder is planned out. I have learnt to rise early when at home, and written two new books of ‘Madoc’ wholly, before any one else in the house was up.

“Do you know that I have been caricatured in the Anti-Jacobin Magazine, together with Lloyd, Lamb, the Duke of Bedford, Fox, &c. &c. The fellow has not, however, libelled my likeness, because he did not know it, so he clapped an ass’s head on my shoulders.

“I have done a great deal in the planning way since I have been in Herefordshire; you would, I think, be pleased with the skeleton of a long poem upon the destruction of the Dom Daniel, of which the outline is almost completed; when it will get farther I know not. I have much on my hands,—my Kalendar will probably fill three volumes, and the more the work gets on, the better does it please me.

Edith has learnt to ride; she thinks of entering among the light horsewomen, and I hope to get her the rank of a Corporella.

“Did you hear of the glorious take in about Buonaparte at Bristol? Oh, Tom, I saw the newspaper boy pass by Martin Hall with a paper cap, inscribed Buonaparte taken! and the bells rung Sunday, and all day Monday. Tuesday I was at Cottle’s when

* Letters from Spain and Portugal 2d edit.

the mail was expected; the volunteers were ready to strike up, two men kneeling on the church and post-office with the flags ready to let fly. N. B.—It rained very hard. The four streets full of people, all assembled to see the triumphal entry of the mail coach, as it was to be crowned with laurels; you never saw so total a blank as when all proved to be false. . . . . “I shall now do better one year than the last, so,
Tom, let us hope all things, for we have weathered worse times than we shall ever know again I trust.

God bless you,
R. S.”