3833. Robert Southey to Edith May Southey, 7 May 1822
Address: Miss Southey/ Hattersleys Hotel/ Harrowgate
Stamped: WETHERBY/ 194
MS: Private collection. ALS; 4p.
Previously published: John Wood Warter (ed.), Selections from the Letters of Robert Southey, 4 vols (London, 1856), III, pp. 305–306.
Fortune I think has fitted you with a Physician
to your taste. He has tabooed ham, vinegar, red–herring & all fruits. But if the melancholy Jaques
were not a heretic he would not <never> have put you to a trial so far beyond the strength of woman. If Eve when she had the choice of the whole garden besides (a garden too as rich in fruits as William Herberts,
which you have been visiting, is in flowers) could not refrain from the forbidden apple,
how does he suppose that a daughter of Eve can resist strawberries, cherries & currants, to say nothing of green gooseberries & hard pears?
Your second letter arrived to day, & Sara has it at Mrs Calverts
whither she is gone for the remainder of the week. I have not much to tell you, – the boat is in the water, & looks very well; –the pew
was painted yesterday, your Uncle Tom has lost a cow, in calf–bed, sundry rats have been taken, I expect a parcel by the next carrier, & your plant is as well as can be expected, whereby you will understand that there is an addition to its leaves. But this new xxxx leaf has been produced in a curious manner, – the stem proceeding from the base of the youngest & largest of its three ancestors, & all the folded part from the mother, or middle one, so that its genealogy is more puzzling than the relationship between Dick & John.
I am glad you take so kindly to the waters, & that they seem to agree with you so well. What a happy quarter of an hour you must pass between the two draughts!
I had forgotten to tell you as part of the domestic news, that I have laid hands, since your departure, upon a larger & richer picture of Muckens
than any which Cupn had ever seen before. Having told you all that has happened, I believe I must now tell you what has not. Pone
is not gone; Mr Midgeley
is not come. Miss Wilbraham
is not married, Mr Friar
is not false, & a she–Friar will not be the same thing as a Nun. Mr Potts
has made no proposals to Mary Calvert, (by the by, if he has ever any children, they will all be pipkins);(14
; Sara has had no letter from Wiffin;
(15) &
I have not yet heard from Mr B.
(16) &
your mother, notwithstanding her persevering search has not found anything under the bed at night, – & I am neither younger, nor fatter, nor quieter, nor graver, than when you departed for Harrogate. O ye immortal Powers!
I would send you a noise, but I cannot tell how to inclose it: – but you may imagine one at breakfast time.
My movements will be determined by yours. If Mr Wordsworth goes with me, we shall travel in a jaunting car, which will bring us all back. If I go alone, I shall follow your course to Skipton & chaise it solo from thence, which will be better than taking the Penrith road, & sleeping the second night at Borough Bridge. I do not wish to be more than three days at Harrogate at the most.
God bless you,
Very magnificent Daughter,
Yo el Pa.