Robinson?
To Mrs. Smith I am about to write a letter, with a book; be so kind as
to inform me of her direction.
Mrs. Inchbald I do not like at all; every time I recollect her I like
her less. That segment of a look at the corner of her eye--O God in
heaven! it is so cold and cunning. Through worlds of wildernesses I
would run away from that look, that "heart-picking" look! 'Tis
marvellous to me that you can like that woman.
I shall remain here about ten days for certain. If you have leisure and
inclination in that time, write; if not, I will write to you where I am
going, or at all events whither I am gone.
God bless you, and
Your sincerely affectionate
S. T. COLERIDGE.
Mr. T. Poole's,
N[ether] Stowey, Bridgwater.
Sara desires to be remembered kindly to you, and sends a kiss to Fanny,
and "dear meek little Mary."
[Footnote 1: Mrs. Shelley.]
[Footnote 2: The celebrated Perdita. She died in the following
December.]
Next month Coleridge wrote to Davy.
LETTER 92. TO HUMPHRY DAVY
Saturday Morning, Mr. T. Poole's, Nether Stowey, Somerset.
My dear Davy,
I received a very kind letter from Godwin, in which he says that he
never thinks of you but with a brother's feeling of love and
expectation. Indeed, I am sure he does not.
I think of translating Blumenbach's Manual of Natural History: it is
very well written, and would, I think, be useful both to students, as an
admirable direction to their studies, and to others it would supply a
general knowledge of the subject.
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