On January 10 1815, Lord Byron writes to Thomas Moore,
I was married this day week. The parson has pronounced it—Perry has announced it — and the Morning Post, also, under the head of ‘ Lord Byron’s Marriage” — as if it were a fabrication, or the puff, direct of a new stay-maker.
Now for thine affairs. I have redde thee upon the Fathers, and it is excellent well. Positively, you must not leave off reviewing. You shine in it — you kill in it: and this article has been taken for Sydney Smith’s (as I heard in town), which proves not only your proficiency in parsonology, but that you have all the airs of a veteran critic at your first onset. So, prithee, go on and prosper.
“Scott’s ‘ Lord of the Isles’ is out —’ the mail-coach copy’ I have, by special licence, of Murray.
“Now is your time ; — you will come upon them newly and freshly. It is impossible to read what you have lately done (verse or prose) without seeing that you have trained on tenfold. * * has floundered ;• * * has foundered. / have tried the rascals (i. e. the public) with my Harrys and Larrys, Pilgrims and Pirates. Nobody but S * * * y [Southey] has done any thing worth a slice of bookseller’s pudding, and he has not luck enough to be found out in doing a good thing. Now, Tom, is thy time —’ Oh, joyful day! — I would not take a knighthood for thy fortune.’ Let me hear from you soon, and believe me ever, &c.
“P.S. — Lady Byron is vastly well. How are Mrs. Moore and Joe Atkinson’s’ Graces?’ We must present our women to one another.”