The Collected Letters, Volume 4


TC TO JANE BAILLIE WELSH; 31 May 1826; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18260531-TC-JBW-01; CL 4:100-101.


Scotsbrig. Wednesday 6. A. M. [31? May 1826]

Dearest Weibchen,

I have not half an instant to myself at present; but I will send you this little scrap of paper to bless you in my name, to kiss you twenty times over, and to tell you (what you never knew till this moment) that I love you very much.

So it is to be, after all! God grant that it may, and well and happily for you; then I shall not fail to be happy! I view the whole matter with a sort of solemn hope, which I dare not trust myself with indulging, so different does it seem from aught that Life has ever yet done for me. O Jane! My own only Jane!— But I will tell you all when we are one forever and ever.

As to this house, if we get it, remember only that for my taste it cannot be too humble and plain and home-looking, in itself and all its appurtenances. Your Mother surely deserves the love of her children, after all that is come and gone.

You will write to me from your inmost heart, and tell me simply every thing. Farewell my ewig Liebste [dearest love forever], my own little wife!

I am thine forever and ever /

T. Carlyle.

In post-haste, hurrying to catch the mail with my schreiberegen [scribbling].— Write also the noble lady; I had a letter from her the other day; in which she compares you to an Aurora Borealis.1 What think you of that! Now kiss me, and send me away.—