quent invasions
on your attention, because I have at this moment nothing to
interpose between you and my epistles.
"I cannot settle to any thing, and my days pass, with the exception
of bodily exercise to some extent, with uniform indolence, and idle
insipidity. I have been expecting, and still expect, my agent, when
I shall have enough to occupy my reflections in business of no very
pleasant aspect. Before my journey to Rochdale, you shall have due
notice where to address me--I believe at the post-office of that
township. From Murray I received a second proof of the same pages,
which I requested him to show you, that any thing which may have
escaped my observation may be detected before the printer lays the
corner-stone of an _errata_ column.
"I am now not quite alone, having an old acquaintance and
school-fellow with me, so _old_, indeed, that we have nothing _new_
to say on any subject, and yawn at each other in a sort of _quiet
inquietude_. I hear nothing from Cawthorn, or Captain Hobhouse;
and _their quarto_--Lord have mercy on mankind! We come on like
Cerberus with our triple publications. As for _myself_, by
_myself_, I must be satisfied with a comparison to _Janus_.
"I am not at all pleased with Murray for showing the MS.; and I am
certain Gifford must see it in the same light that I do. His praise
is nothing to the purpose: what could he say? He could not spit in
the face of one who had praised him in every possible way. I must
own that I wish to have the impression removed from his mind, that
I had any concern in such a paltry transaction. The more I think,
the more it disquiets me; so I will say no more about it. It is bad
enough to be a scribbler, without having recourse to such shifts to
extort praise, or deprecate censure. It is anticipating, it is
begging, kneeling, adulating,--the devil! the devil! the devil! and
all without my wish, and contrary to my express desire. I wish
Murray had been tied to _Payne_'s neck when he jumped into the
Paddington Canal[27], and so tell him,--_that_ is the proper
receptacle for publishers. You have thoughts of settling in the
country, why not try Notts.? I think there are places which would
suit you in all points, and then you are nearer the metropolis. But
of this anon. I am, yours," &c.
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