It is indeed a great loss* to me; but I have learnt to live as a soldier does in war, expecting that, on any one moment, the best and the dearest may be killed before his eyes.
Promise me, in the midst of these afflicting deaths, that you will remain alive; and if Death does tap at the door, say, “I can’t come; I have promised a parson to see him out.”
These verses were found in Lord Holland’s room in his handwriting:—
Enough my meed of fame, If those who deign’d to observe me say I tarnish’d neither name.” |
458 | MEMOIR OF THE REV. SYDNEY SMITH. |
I have gout, asthma, and seven other maladies, but am otherwise very well. God bless you, Gem of Needwood Forest!