frame to such a pauper picture!  It should go into the Museum.  I am heartily sorry my Devil does not answer.  We must try it a little longer, and after all I think I must insist on taking a portion of the loss upon myself.  It is too much you should lose by two adventures.  You do not say how your general business goes on, and I should very much like to talk over it with you here.  Come when the weather will possibly let you.  I want to see the Wordsworths, but I do not much like to be all night away.  It is dull enough to be here together, but it is duller to leave Mary; in short it is painful, and in a flying visit I should hardly catch them.  I have no beds for them, if they came down, and but a sort of a house to receive them in, yet I shall regret their departure unseen.  I feel cramped and straiten’d every way.  Where are they?

We have heard from Emma but once, and that a month ago, and are very anxious for another letter.

You say we have forgot your powers of being serviceable to us. That we never shall.  I do not know what I should do without you when I want a little commission.  Now then.  There are left at Miss Buffam’s, the Tales of the Castle, and certain vols.  Retrospective Review.  The first should be conveyd to Novello’s, and the Reviews should be taken to Talfourd’s office, ground floor, East side, Elm Court, Middle Temple, to whom I should have written, but my spirits are wretched.  It is quite an effort to write this.  So, with the Life, I have cut you out 3 Pieces of service.  What can I do for you here, but hope to see you very soon, and think of you with most kindness.  I fear tomorrow, between rains and snows, it would be impossible to expect you, but do not let a practicable Sunday pass.  We are always at home!

Mary joins in remembrances to your sister, whom we hope to see in any fine-ish weather, when she’ll venture.

Remember us to Allsop, and all the dead people—­to whom, and to London, we seem dead.

["The Life.”  The Life which every one was then reading was Moore’s Life of Byron.

“George Dyer’s.”  The explanation is that years before, in his Poems, 1801, Dyer had written in a piece called “The Poet’s Fate”—­

        And Rogers, if he shares the town’s regard,
        Was first a banker ere he rose a bard.

In the second edition Dyer altered this to—­

        And Darwin, if he share the town’s regard,
        Was first a doctor ere he rose a bard.

Lamb notes the alteration in his copy of the second edition, now in the British Museum.  In 1828-1829 appeared Parriana, by Edmund Henry Barker, which quoted the couplet in its original form, to Dyer’s distress.

Tales of the Castle.  By the Countess de Genlis.  Translated by Thomas Holcroft]

LETTER 530

CHARLES LAMB TO GEORGE DYER