The Collected Letters, Volume 12


TC TO THOMAS WILSON ; 3 April 1840; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18400403-TC-TWI-01; CL 12: 95-96


Chelsea, 3 April, 1840—

Dear Mr Wilson,

I have again some thoughts of inflicting a Course of Lectures on you; the title to be “On Heroes, Hero-worship and the Heroic in Human History,” or some such thing;—beginning with Odin the Norse God, ending (say) with Robert Burns the Scotch Poet! Pray ask Miss Wilson,1 what she thinks of that?

As it will be necessary in a few days now, I suppose, to decide either for Yes or No, might I not ask of you to look in, some time soon, at the old Lecture-shop in Portman Square, and see how matters stand there;2 to compute for me the times and seasons; to &c &c, in your old helpful way! The Lectures would be Six in Number; the Bookkeeper would be Bookseller Fraser, this year.

I am riding daily, and cannot, without losing a ride, see any one but those good souls that will come here to see me,—before 2 o'clock, or after 5. Yet I will meet you any day, as I ought and must.—— For the rest, I am the more loath to lose a ride, as I feel deeply, from the nature of this course if it do take effect, that the Lectures will depend more on my horse than me,—on the state of my health and spirits, that is to say: literally so!

Believe me, / Yours always

T. Carlyle