October 28 1814: To Entirely Engross – My Own Treasured Love

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On October 28 1814, Percy Shelley writes to Mary Godwin.

My beloved Mary, I do not know whether these transient meetings produce not as much pain as pleasure. What have I said? I do not mean it. I will not forget the sweet moments when I saw your eyes, “the divine rapture of the few and fleeting kisses. Yet, indeed, this must cease; indeed, we must not part thus wretchedly to meet amid the comfortless tumult of business, ” to part, I know not how. Continue reading

October 28 1814: Lady Melbourne Writes

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“Dear Ld – I find that we shall certainly be in Town on Monday if you should not have left it pray let me see you on Tuesday Morg at any time most agreeable yourself – but if it should so happen that you are Setting out on Tuesday, you might call upon me Monday Evening – les entrees sent libres pour un Neveu a toute heure – as much as I have been wishing you to go, I can not help acknowledging that I am selfish enough to feel that I shall rejoice, to find you in London, yrs ever, Lady Melbourne.”

  — Lady Melbourne to Lord Byron, from Brocket Hall, Hertfordshire, October 28 1814.

October 27 1814: “Can you tell us anything of Coleridge?”

“Can you tell us anything of Coleridge? A few lines of introduction for a son of Mr Biddulph of St James’s  are all that we have received from him since I saw him last September {twelvemonth}  in town. The children being thus entirely left to chance, I have applied to his brothers at Ottery concerning them, & am in hopes, thro their means & the aid of other friends, of sending Hartley to college. Lady Beaumont has promised 30£ annually for this purpose. Poole 10£. I wrote to Coleridge three or four months ago telling him that unless he took some steps towards providing for the object, I must make this application, & required his answer within a given term of three weeks. He received the letter, & in his note by Mr Biddulph promised to answer it, – but has never taken any farther notice of it. I have acted with the advice of Wordsworth; – the brothers,  as I expected, promise their concurrence, & I daily expect a letter stating to what amount they will contribute. – What is to become of C. himself! He may continue to find men who will give him board & lodging for the sake of his conversation, but who will pay his other expences? I cannot but apprehend some shameful & dreadful end to this deplorable course. Continue reading

October 27 1814: Oh! Those Redeeming Eyes of Mary

 

October 27 1814, Percy Shelley, in hiding from creditors, who threatened his arrest, writes to Mary Godwin.

Know, my best Mary, that I feel myself, in your absence, almost degraded to the level of the vulgar and impure. I feel their vacant, stiff eyeballs fixed upon me, until I seem to have been infected with their loathsome meaning, — to inhale a sickness that subdues me to languor. Oh ! those redeeming eyes of Mary, that they might beam upon me before I sleep ! Praise my forbearance, 0 beloved one, that I do not rashly fly to you, and at least secure a moment’s bliss. Wherefore should I delay? Do you not long to meet me ? All that is exalted and buoyant in my nature urges me toward you, reproaches me with cold delay, laughs at all fear, and spurns to dream of prudence. Why am I not with you ? Alas! we must not meet. Continue reading