August-December 1842

The Collected Letters, Volume 15


JWC TO [JOHN FORSTER] ; 30 September 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420900-JWC-JF-01; CL 15: 111-112


[late September 1842]

My friend— I have not forgotten the Lord's prayer which I learnt when a small child—“Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them who trespass against us!1 And accordingly having infinite trespasses to be forgiven; I make a point of forgiving those who trespass against me—even to infinity! Nevertheless—if a penance be necessary for the consolation of your unexpectedly Catholic feelings—tho not for the consolation of my protestant ones—I set you one on the spur of the moment— Come and drink black tea with me the very first evening you are at leisure and bring with you Mrs Trollop's book on Italy!! You are perfectly certain of finding me at home—and all but certain of finding us— For I am transacting one of my long colds at present—and my husband is very domestic in the contemplation of his Oliver Cromwell—

Ever kindly yours

Jane Carlyle

The young Lady2 returns your salutations with urbanity—