4212. Robert Southey to Walter Scott, 8 July 1824
Address: To/ Sir Walter Scott Bart./ Abbotsford / Melrose
Stamped: KESWICK/ 298
Endorsement: 109
MS: National Library of Scotland, MS 3899. ALS; 4p.
Previously published: Wilfred Partington, The Private Letter-Books of Sir Walter Scott. Selections from the Abbotsford manuscripts ... Edited by Wilfred Partington (London, 1930), pp. 80–82.
Mrs Hughes owed me some reparation for sending me last week an account of Elmsleys death, which thank God, has proved to be untrue, & there are hopes of his recovery. She has made good amends for this needless sorrow (a heavy one the loss of Elmsley would be!), by the real pleasure which it has given me to hear from you. The last <letter> which I received was written just after Ticknor left you, early in 1819,
– & the last which I wrote was addrest to you in London to offer xxx a very hearty congratulation upon the honorary addition to your name.
But I hate accounts of every kind, – so if two or three books of mine since that time have not found their way to you – as they ought to have done according to my directions – requiescant in pace.
It was a mortification to me that I did not see you during my Scotch tour five years ago. But I past thro Selkirk at midnight in the mail, to join a party at Edinburgh, whom I brought home with me by the Glasgow road.
I saw a great deal of Scotland during that journey, & was so interested with what I saw that I live in hopes of one day seeing the rest. I had resolution enough to keep a minute journal, which may probably see the light when the booksellers come to pick my bones & make their last meal of me.
It was worth doing, for Telford was one of my companions so that I saw his piers, his roads & the Caledonian Canal in progress, & had all the information which I could desire concerning them, & the localities every where.
Wordsworth, who is almost always on the move, has lately returned from the south.
How he is employed I know not, not having seen him since my own return in February last: but we shall probably see another crop of Odes & Sonnets, in due season, – for the older he grows the more prolific he xx becomes. My springs are not dry, but they have ceased to flow. You remember poor Daniels complaint in his old age,
– Time has done to me this wrong
To make me write too much & live too long. (7)
Time has brought no such injury to me as yet, but it has made me much more willing to learn than to teach, & the xx eagerness with which I pursue my researches is much greater than the inclination which I feel for composing their results. Were it not that this also is a mode of learning (& sometimes the best) I should find composition but an irksome task. At present I am printing the second volume of the Peninsular War,
& making collections for a longer series of historical works than I shall live to finish.
As a proof however that my right hand hath not quite forgotten its cunning,
I will send you an Ode written upon occasion of the Kings visit to your country;
– one of my annual tasks, & yet written with good will. It must travel to London for a frank. I will send it because it expresses a friendly [MS missing] as well as a British feeling.
It would give me great pleasure if I could accept your hospitable invitation. There are few things which I should like so well – but we are looking for a succession of guests who will engage us till the autumn is advanced: & what with indisposition which always lays me up at this time of year (this year more severely than usual) – & engagements of society & exercise which follow, – I find myself very much the slave of the desk during the other months.
Mrs S. unites with me in kindest respects to Lady Scott.
Believe me Dear Sir Walter
yrs most truly
Robert Southey