TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 8 August 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450800-TC-JWC-01; CL 19: 135
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
[early August 1845]
My Dearest,—‘Honour’ is never to be laid aside, according to my acceptation of the word; but as to ‘Brevity,’ that is an affair of convenience, I think! So write again with less Brevity, if thou wilt be good.—
I am in very sad spirits still, and struggling with really more old rubbish than you have seen round me for two months past— Ach Gott! But it shall end in few days now,—or I shall end! The letters of today are Cromwell trash, not worth sending; nor do I yet sent Lovelace's1— John Chorley2 has come in just while I was inserting the result of that, and knocked me quite out! He sits here chatter-chatter till I finish.
I called last night at Darwin's; nobody there. New Books have come,—a Jean-Paul Book from the Yankee Mrs Lee3 we thot mad!—Adieu, Dearest; be good to me, and not brief.