issatisfaction, partly with the politics of Paradise, which had
driven them all out of it, and partly because (as it is written in
Genesis) Abel's sacrifice was the more acceptable to the Deity. I
trust that the Rhapsody has arrived--it is in three acts, and
entitled 'A Mystery,' according to the former Christian custom, and
in honour of what it probably will remain to the reader.

"Yours," &c.

* * * * *

LETTER 454. TO MR. MOORE.

"September 20. 1821.

"After the stanza on Grattan, concluding with 'His soul o'er the
freedom implored and denied,' will it please you to cause insert
the following 'Addenda,' which I dreamed of during to-day's Siesta:

"Ever glorious Grattan! &c. &c. &c.

I will tell you what to do. Get me twenty copies of the whole
carefully and privately printed off, as _your_ lines were on the
Naples affair. Send me _six_, and distribute the rest according to
your own pleasure.

"I am in a fine vein, 'so full of pastime and prodigality!'--So
here's to your health in a glass of grog. Pray write, that I may
know by return of post--address to me at Pisa. The gods give you
joy!

"Where are you? in Paris? Let us hear. You will take care that
there be no printer's name, nor author's, as in the Naples stanza,
at least for the present."

* * * * *

LETTER 455 TO MR. MURRAY.

"Ravenna, September 20. 1821.

"You need not send 'The Blues,' which is a mere buffoonery, never
meant for publication.[53]

"The papers to which I allude, in case of survivorship, are
collections of letters, &c. since I was sixteen years old,
contained in the trunks in the care of Mr. Hobhouse. This
collection is at least doubled by those I have now here, all
received since my last ostracism. To these I should wish the editor
to have access, _not_ for the purpose of _abusing confidences_, nor
of _hurting_ the feelings of correspondents living, nor the
memories of the dead; but there are things which would do neither,
that I have left unnoticed or unexplained, and which (like all such
things) time only can permit to be noticed or explained, though
some are to my credit. The task will, of course, require delicacy;
but that will not be wanting, if Moore and Hobhouse survive me,