Which mourning soothes the mourner on his way! quoted by Coleridge in the preface to his Poems, 1796. The 19th Effusion, afterwards called "On a Discovery Made Too Late;" the 28th, "The Kiss;" the 29th, "Imitated from Ossian." "How blest with Ye the Path . . ." Lines 1 and 2 of Bowles' sonnet "In Memoriam." 66 "Your monody." This, not to be confounded with Cottle's Monody on Henderson," was Coleridge's "Monody on Chatterton." Lamb's emendations were not accepted. As regards "The Man of Ross," the couplet beginning "Friend to the friendless" ultimately had a place both in that poem and in the Monody, but the couplet "and o'er the dowried virgin" was never replaced in either. The lines on spring, page 28, are "Lines to a Beautiful Spring." Dr. Forster (Faustus) was the hero of the nursery rhyme, whose scholars danced out of England into France and Spain and back again. The epitaph on an infant was in The Watchman, No. IX. (see note on page 63). The poem "Edmund" is called "Lines on a Friend who died of a frenzy fever induced by calumnious reports." The lines in "Absence" are those in the second stanza of the poem. They run thus : Ah fair Delights! that o'er my soul But cease, fond Heart! this bootless moan: The 19th Effusion, beginning, "Thou bleedest, my poor heart," is Alike the foodful fruit and scorching fire Awake thy eager grasp and young desire. Coleridge did not alter the phrase. Lamb contributed four effusions to this volume of Coleridge's: the 7th, to Mrs. Siddons (written in conjunction with Coleridge), the 11th, 12th and 13th. All were signed C. L. Coleridge had permitted himself to make various alterations. The following parallel will show the kind of treatment to which Lamb objected : LAMB'S ORIGINAL EFFUSION (II) Was it some sweet device of Faery That mock'd my steps with many a lonely glade, And fancied wanderings with a fairhair'd maid ? Have these things been? or what rare witchery, Impregning with delights the charmed air, Enlighted up the semblance of a smile In those fine eyes? methought they spake the while Soft soothing things, which might enforce despair To drop the murdering knife, and let go by His foul resolve. And does the lonely glade Still court the foot-steps of the fairhair'd maid? Still in her locks the gales of summer sigh? While I forlorn do wander reckless where, And 'mid my wanderings meet no Anna there. there! Or we might sit and tell some tender tale A tale of true love, or of friend forgot; Coleridge made it : But ah! sweet scenes of fancied bliss, adieu ! Again in the 13th Effusion, "Written at Midnight, by the Seaside, after a Voyage," Lamb had dotted out the last two lines. Coleridge substituted the couplet : How Reason reel'd! What gloomy transports rose! Till the rude dashings rock'd them to repose. 1796 66 WILLIAM EVANS 25 Thinking on divers things foredone." Adapted from Burton's "Author's Abstract of Melancholy," prefixed to the Anatomy: When I go musing all alone, Thinking of divers things fore-known. "Ask my friend the aiding verse." "To a Friend" (Lamb), line 4: From Coleridge's lines I ask not now, my friend! the aiding verse. Propino tibi alterandum . . "I pass it on to you for alteration," etc. Probably a modification of Terence (Eun., V., 9, 57), "hunc comedendum et deridendum vobis propino." Effusion 2, which Lamb would omit, was the sonnet "To Burke;" Effusion 3, "To Mercy" (on Pitt); Effusion 5, "To Erskine;" Effusion 7, Lamb and Coleridge's joint sonnet "To Mrs. Siddons;" and Effusion 8, "To Koskiusko." The "Lines Written in Early Youth were afterwards called "Lines on an Autumnal Evening." The poem called "Recollection," in The Watchman, was reborn as 66 Sonnet to the River Otter." The lines on the early blossom were praised by Lamb in a previous letter (see page 8). The 10th Effusion was the sonnet to Earl Stanhope. Godwin was William Godwin, the philosopher. We shall later see much of him. It was Allen's wife, not Stoddart's, who had a grown-up daughter. I have not identified the prosodist, but Ned Evans was a novel in four volumes, published in 1796, an imitation of Tom Jones, which presumably Coleridge was reviewing for the Critical Review. A notice, a very short one, appeared in the November number. Young W. Evans is said by Mr. Dykes Campbell to have been the only son of the Mrs. Evans who befriended Coleridge when he was at Christ's Hospital, the mother of his first love, Mary Evans. Evans was at school with Coleridge and Lamb. We shall meet with him again. "On life's wide plain, friendless." Oxford, 1786" : From Bowles' sonnet 66 At Yet on life's wide plain Left fatherless, where many a wanderer sighs William Lisle Bowles (1762-1850), the sonneteer, who had exerted so powerful a poetical influence on Coleridge's mind, was at this time rector of Cricklade in Wiltshire (1792-1797), but had been ill at Bath. The elegy in question was "Elegiac Stanzas written during sickness at Bath, December, 1795." The lines quoted by Lamb are respectively in the 6th, 4th, 5th and 19th Stanzas. This was Lamb's sonnet to Innocence : We were two pretty babes, the youngest she, That I may seek thee the wide world around? Coleridge's strictures upon it no longer exist. In a footnote to the pamphlet of sonnets which he compiled during this year (see page 69) he praised it. Sophia Pringle. Probably the subject of a Catnach or other popular broadside. I have not found it. İzaak Walton. Lamb returns to praises of The Compleat Angler in his letter to Robert Lloyd referred to on page 212. The reference to the Unitarian chapel bears probably upon an offer of a pulpit to Coleridge, who at that time occasionally preached. The tutorship was probably that offered to Coleridge by Mrs. Evans of Darley Hall (no relation to Mary Evans) who wished him to teach her sons. Neither project was carried through.] LETTER 4 (Apparently a continuation of a letter the first part of which is missing) UN CHARLES LAMB TO S. T. COLERIDGE [Begun] Monday Night [June 13, 1796]. †NFURNISHED at present with any sheet-filling subject, I shall continue my letter gradually and journal-wise. My second thoughts entirely coincide with your comments on "Joan of Arc," and I can only wonder at my childish judgment which overlooked the 1st book and could prefer the 9th: not that I was insensible to the soberer beauties of the former, but the latter caught me with its glare of magic,-the former, however, left a more pleasing general recollection in my mind. Let me add, the 1st book was the favourite of my sister-and I now, with Joan, often "think on Domremi and the fields of Arc." I must not pass over without acknowledging my obligations to your full and satisfactory account 1796 MRS. FIELD 27 of personifications. I have read it again and again, and it will be a guide to my future taste. Perhaps I had estimated Southey's merits too much by number, weight, and measure. I now agree completely and entirely in your opinion of the genius of Southey. Your own image of melancholy is illustrative of what you teach, and in itself masterly. I conjecture it is "disbranched" from one of your embryo "hymns." When they are mature of birth (were I you) I should print 'em in one separate volume, with "Religious Musings" and your part of the "Joan of Arc." Birds of the same soaring wing should hold on their flight in company. Once for all (and by renewing the subject you will only renew in me the condemnation of Tantalus), I hope to be able to pay you a visit (if you are then at Bristol) some time in the latter end of August or beginning of September for a week or fortnight; before that time, office business puts an absolute veto on my coming. "And if a sigh that speaks regret of happier times appear, A glimpse of joy that we have met shall shine and dry the tear." Of the blank verses I spoke of, the following lines are the only tolerably complete ones I have writ out of not more than one hundred and fifty. That I get on so slowly you may fairly impute to want of practice in composition, when I declare to you that (the few verses which you have seen excepted) I have not writ fifty lines since I left school. It may not be amiss to remark that my grandmother (on whom the verses are written) lived housekeeper in a family the fifty or sixty last years of her life—that she was a woman of exemplary piety and goodness-and for many years before her death was terribly afflicted with a cancer in her breast which she bore with true Christian patience. You may think that I have not kept enough apart the ideas of her heavenly and her earthly master but recollect I have designedly given in to her own way of feelingand if she had a failing, 'twas that she respected her master's family too much, not reverenced her Maker too little. The lines begin imperfectly, as I may probably connect 'em if I finish at all,-and if I do, Biggs shall print 'em in a more economical way than you yours, for (Sonnets and all) they won't make a thousand lines as I propose completing 'em, and the substance must be wire-drawn. Tuesday Evening, June 14, 1796. I am not quite satisfied now with the Chatterton, and with your leave will try my hand at it again. A master joiner, you know, may leave a cabinet to be finished, when his own hands are full. To your list of illustrative personifications, into which a fine imagination enters, I will take leave to add the following from |