“Bell desires me to say all kinds of civilities, and assure you of her recognition and high consideration.  I will tell you of our movements south, which may be in about three weeks from this present writing.  By the way, don’t engage yourself in any travelling expedition, as I have a plan of travel into Italy, which we will discuss.  And then, think of the poesy wherewithal we should overflow, from Venice to Vesuvius, to say nothing of Greece, through all which—­God willing—­we might perambulate in one twelve months.  If I take my wife, you can take yours; and if I leave mine, you may do the same.  ’Mind you stand by me in either case, Brother Bruin.’

     “And believe me inveterately yours,

     “B”

[Footnote 68:  Some remark which he told me had been made with respect to the frequent use of the demonstrative pronoun both by himself and by Sir W. Scott.]

[Footnote 69:  Verses to Lady J * * (containing an allusion to Lord Byron), which I had written, while at Chatsworth, but consigned afterwards to the flames.]

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LETTER 215.  TO MR. MOORE.

     “February 22. 1815.

“Yesterday I sent off the packet and letter to Edinburgh.  It consisted of forty-one pages, so that I have not added a line; but in my letter, I mentioned what passed between you and me in autumn, as my inducement for presuming to trouble him either with my own or * ’s lucubrations.  I am any thing but sure that it will do; but I have told J. that if there is any decent raw material in it, he may cut it into what shape he pleases, and warp it to his liking.

     “So you _won’t_ go abroad, then, with _me_,—­but alone.  I fully
     purpose starting much about the time you mention, and alone, too.

“I hope J. won’t think me very impudent in sending * * only:  there was not room for a syllable.  I have avowed * * as the author, and said that you thought or said, when I met you last, that he (J.) would not be angry at the coalition, (though, alas! we have not coalesced,) and so, if I have got into a scrape, I must get out of it—­Heaven knows how.

     “Your Anacreon[70] is come, and with it I sealed (its first
     impression) the packet and epistle to our patron.

“Curse the Melodies and the Tribes, to boot,[71] Braham is to assist—­or hath assisted—­but will do no more good than a second physician.  I merely interfered to oblige a whim of K.’s, and all I have got by it was ‘a speech’ and a receipt for stewed oysters.

“’Not meet’—­pray don’t say so.  We must meet somewhere or somehow.  Newstead is out of the question, being nearly sold again, or, if not, it is uninhabitable for my spouse.  Pray write again.  I will soon.

“P.S.  Pray when do you come out? ever, or never?  I hope I have made no