TC TO ROBERT BROWNING ; 16 July 1856; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18560716-TC-RB-01; CL 31: 124
TC TO ROBERT BROWNING
5 Cheyne Row, Chelsea / 16 july, 1856—
I have not known, till today that I called at Chapman's,1 how to address a Note to you; much less, find the House personally, tho' I ought to have remembered it.2 The result is, we go out of Town (for Scotland, two months) on Wednesday next; and I have never yet seen you. It looks as if the blame were mutual; but, in fairness, it is chiefly Browning's! I have not made three calls hardly since you saw me last; I sit here chained to my galley-seat and oar (Brandenburg rubbish to the waist) these many moons; nearly dead of toil and despair; and feel almost ashamed to look in the face of my fellow creature;nobody except those that come to see me! This is far truer than it looks; and very sad withal. Come down on Sunday Evg to tea:3 if Mrs Browning will come with you, it will be a double bounty: But unless you come, that or some other lucky night before the Tuesday when we shall be in the throes of packing,—you perceive how it will be!
That night will be the surest. Come, then or some time!—
Yours ever truly /