April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


TC TO JOHN STUART BLACKIE; 31 July 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490700-TC-JSB-01; CL 24: 156-157


[ca. late July 1849]

Many thanks for your friendly remembrance of me at the Water-cure Establishment. I have often thought of that adventure; and believe it might really alleviate and almost free me for a time. But for a cure;—alas! that lies beyond the reach of Æsculapian or other aid, and will never be my portion in this lower world! The inner man is too tumultuous for the outer (who is but a lean fellow, as you may see); there, once for all, lies the fact, and no Doctor of Medicine, but only Medea with her renovating kettle1 (if that terrible process were worth while, at this advanced stage of the business), could make a change therein. Happy he who is not lean, if not stupid; next happy he who is of feline fibre, more or less, and can content himself with the inevitable.