July 1847-March 1848

The Collected Letters, Volume 22


TC TO LADY HARRIET BARING ; 22 December 1847; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18471222-TC-LHB-01; CL 22: 177


Two new Sheets, intrinsically worth nothing: the Book itself is coming out soon. I have not the world to give you; I have only these two sheets, value as above!

So you are not coming, then, at all: the “end of the week” is the end of no week, and you are going to Grange, or I know not whither.

If we have forgotten you? If it is “indifference that produces patience?” O you unjust, O you of little faith!1— But no; you are magnanimous; and noble every bit of you; and in brief, the Daughter of an Ironside, fallen on shabby times. My Queen!

Do not write,—or rather do (when you have spirits for it) but not tome,—and ignoring this, never having received this!2 Heaven help us,—as Heaven, I suppose will, if we be true to Heaven! Yours evermore / T.C.

Chelsea, 22 decr, 1847—