1803 ANTI-TARTARY 259 stories about Cambuscan and the ring, and the horse of brass. Believe me, there's no such things, 'tis all the poet's invention; but if there were such darling things as old Chaucer sings, I would up behind you on the Horse of Brass, and frisk off for Prester John's Country. But these are all tales; a Horse of Brass never flew, and a King's daughter never talked with Birds! The Tartars, really, are a cold, insipid, smouchey set. You'll be sadly moped (if you are not eaten) among them. Pray try and cure yourself. Take Hellebore (the counsel is Horace's, 'twas none of my thought originally). Shave yourself oftener. Eat no saffron, for saffron-eaters contract a terrible Tartar-like yellow. Pray, to avoid the fiend. Eat nothing that gives the heart-burn. Shave the upper lip. Go about like an European. Read no books of voyages (they're nothing but lies): only now and then a Romance, to keep the fancy under. Above all, don't go to any sights of wild beasts. That has been your ruin. Accustom yourself to write familiar letters on common subjects to your friends in England, such as are of a moderate understanding. And think about common things more. There's your friend Holcroft now, has written a play. You used to be fond of the drama. Nobody went to see it. Notwithstanding this, with an audacity perfectly original, he faces the town down in a preface, that they did like it very much. I have heard a waspish punster say, "Sir, why did you not laugh at my jest?" But for a man boldly to face me out with, “Sir, I maintain it, you did laugh at my jest," is a little too much. I have seen H. but once. He spoke of you to me in honorable terms. H. seems to me to be drearily dull. Godwin is dull, but then he has a dash of affectation, which smacks of the coxcomb, and your coxcombs are always agreeable. I supped last night with Rickman, and met a merry natural captain, who pleases himself vastly with once having made a Pun at Otaheite in the O. language. "Tis the same man who said Shakspeare he liked, because he was so much of the Gentleman. Rickman is a man "absolute in all numbers." I think I may one day bring you acquainted, if you do not go to Tartary first; for you'll never come back. Have a care, my dear friend, of Anthropophagi! their stomachs are always craving. But if you do go among [them] pray contrive to stink as soon as you can that you may [? not] hang a [? on] hand at the Butcher's. 'Tis terrible to be weighed out for 5d. apound. To sit at table (the reverse of fishes in Holland), not as a guest, but as a meat. God bless you do come to England. Air and exercise may do great things. Talk with some Minister. Why not your father? God dispose all for the best. I have discharged my duty. Your sincere frd, 19th Feb., 1803, London. C. LAMB. NOTE [Manning's letter producing this reply is endorsed by Lamb, "Received February 19, 1803," so that he lost no time. Manning wrote: "I am actually thinking of Independent Tartary as I write this, but you go out and skate-you go out and walk some times? Very true, that's a distraction-but the moment I set myself down quietly to any-thing, in comes Independent Tartary-for example I attend chemical lectures but every drug that Mr. Vauquelin presents to me tastes of Cream of Tartar-in short I am become good for nothing for a time, and as I said before, I should not have written now, but to assure you of my friendly and affectionate remembrance, but as you are not in the same unhappy circumstances, I expect you'll write to me and not measure page for page. This is the first letter I have begun for England for three months except one I sent to my Father yesterday." Manning returned to London before leaving for China. He did not sail until 1806. Prester John, the name given by old writers to the King of Ethiopia in Abyssinia. A corruption of Belul Gian, precious stone; in Latin first Johanus preciosus, then Presbyter Johannes and then Prester John. In Sir John Mandeville's Voiage and Travails, 1356, Prester John is said to be a lineal descendant of Ogier the Dane." Is the chair empty?" see "Richard III.," IV., 4, 470. -Hartley would be David Hartley, the metaphysician, after whom Coleridge's son was named. The reader must go to Chaucer's Squire's Tale" for Cambuscan, King of Sarra, in Tartary; his horse of brass which conveyed him in a day wherever he would go; and the ring which enabled his daughter Canacé to understand the language of birds. 66 Holcroft's play was " A Tale of Mystery." Rickman had returned from Ireland some months previously. The merry natural captain was James Burney (1750-1821), with whom the Lambs soon became very friendly. He was the centre of their whist-playing circle. Burney, who was brother of Madame D'Arblay, had sailed with Captain Cook. "Absolute in all numbers." In the address to readers prefixed to the first folio of Shakespeare is the phrase "Absolute in their numbers." "The reverse of fishes in Holland." An allusion to Andrew Marvell's whimsical satire against the Dutch : The fish ofttimes the burgher dispossessed "Why not your father?" Manning's father was the Rev. William Manning, rector of Diss, in Norfolk, who died in 1810.] 1803 "HESTER" 261 D LETTER 103 CHARLES LAMB TO THOMAS MANNING March, 1803. EAR Manning, I send you some verses I have made on the death of a young Quaker you may have heard me speak of as being in love with for some years while I lived at Pentonville, though I had never spoken to her in my life. She died about a month since. If you have interest with the Abbé de Lisle, you may get 'em translated: he has done as much for the Georgics. HESTER When maidens such as Hester die, A month or more hath she been dead, A springy motion in her gait, Of pride and joy no common rate, I know not by what name beside She did inherit. Her parents held the Quaker rule, But she was train'd in Nature's school, A waking eye, a prying mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to bind, A hawk's keen sight ye cannot blind, My sprightly neighbour, gone before When from thy cheerful eyes a ray NOTE [This letter is possibly only a fragment. I have supplied “Hester" from the 1818 text. The young Quaker was Hester Savory, the daughter of Joseph Savory, a goldsmith of the Strand. She was married July 1, 1802, and died a few months after. In Vol. V. of the present edition her portrait will be found. "The Abbé de Lisle." L'Abbé Jacques Delille (1738-1813) known by his Géorgiques, 1770, a translation into French of Virgil's Georgics.] LETTER 104 CHARLES LAMB TO WILLIAM WORDSWORTH [Dated at end: March 5, 1803.] DE EAR Wordsworth, having a Guinea of your sister's left in hand, after all your commissions, and as it does not seem likely that you will trouble us, as the phrase is, for some time to come, I send you a pound note, and with it the best things in the verse way I have lit upon for many a day. I believe they will be new to you. You know Cotton, who wrote a 2a part to Walton's Angler. A volume of his miscellaneous poems is scarce. Take what follows from a poem call'd Winter. I omit 20 verses, in which a storm is described, to hasten to the best: |