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August 1843-March 1844


The Collected Letters, Volume 17


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TC TO EDWARD FITZGERALD ; 19 September 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430919-TC-EF-01; CL 17: 138-139


TC TO EDWARD FITZGERALD

Chelsea 19 Sepr, 1843

Dear Fitzgerald

We are to give up Naseby till convenient times arise; a result suitable to the state of your affairs; and highly suitable to mine, for I never in my life felt so weary of travelling, such a desire to shut my eyes and lips, and all my seven senses, and lie down to sleep like Epimenides, Rip van Winkle, or the Christian sleepers, were it for a hundred and fifty years!1

I arrived on friday last nearly tumbled to death in the Dundee Steamer among fat Cattle and stupid men. My answer to all the world is “Take my life; but leave me, O leave me my repose”

We shall resuscitate by and by; and look at Naseby on a fitter day.

Your three notes reached me in due succession,2 only the last of them here when I had already asked, if you had not personally shewn face? An ugly brute of a horse fell flat on its nose with me in Fife, and lamed me slightly on the breast and ancle, so that I still halt somewhat: bad luck to it!

But all is quiet as midnight here in the September solitude: if you should drop into tea some evening, how happy should we be. Do not neglect us whensoever it may be that you come to Town; actually this is our united request. And so let coal mines drown themselves, and Anabaptistry go on in Naseby Reservoir,3 and the whole world wag like a fool as it is; and do you possess your soul in patience, and abide your time, such as comes to all men; and right good speed to you then and always! And fail not to come and see us straightway.

Yours ever truly /

T. Carlyle

Do I read “Bedford” right if so, can you not find out John Bunyan's place, his Chapel, his grave, the big stone he sat on; and tell me what it is all like.4