A pen broken, a subverted ink-pot

Early in January 1884, RLS, after a week’s visit at Hyères from his friends Charles Baxter and W.E. Henley, accompanied them as far as Nice, and there suddenly went down with an attack of acute congestion, first of the lungs and then of the kidneys. At one moment there seemed no hope, but he recovered slowly and returned to Hyères. His friends had not written during his illness, fearing him to be too far gone to care for letters. As he got better he began to chafe at their silence.

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1269.]

To W.E. Henley [Colvin 1912, pp. 186-188]

[Hyères, ? 2 May 1884.]

[upside down] TANDEM DESINO

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‘Tandem desino’ may be a quoting from the last lines of W.S. Landor’s poem ‘Morbus Poetarum’ (1863): “At last I abandon work, no more does my quill scratch on the paper. Sit down to the meal, my friend, small as it is. Meanwhile I will go to sleep”. [https://ia800204.us.archive.org]

NPG P301(9); Walter Savage Landor by (George) Herbert Watkins

Walter Savage Landor, late 1850s [http://images.npg.org.uk]

 

I CANNOT read, work, sleep, lie still, walk, or even play patience. These plagues will overtake all damned silencists; among whom, from this day out, number

the fiery indignator

Roland Little Stevenson.

 

I counted miseries by the heap,

But now have had my fill,

I cannot see, I do not sleep,

But shortly I shall kill.

 

[laterally, right] Eructavit cor Timonis

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The Latin expression may be a quoting of Psalm 45: ‘Eructavit cor meum’, ‘My heart is inditing a good matter etc.’ [https://ia902700.us.archive.org]

Of many letters, here is a

Full End.

The last will and testament of

a demitting correspondent.

 […]

 

My indefatigable pen

I here lay down for ever. Men

Have used, and left me, and forgot;

Men are entirely off the spot:

Men are a blague and an abuse;

And I commit them to the deuce!

Roderick Lamond Stevenson.

Lamond, William Bradley, 1857-1924; Forest Track

William Bradley Lamond (1857-1924), Forest track [http://static.artuk.org]

I had companions, I had friends,

I had of whiskey various blends.

The wiskey was all drunk; and lo!

The friends were gone for evermo!

_____

[upside down] The loquacious man at peace.

 

And when I marked the ingratitude,

I to my maker turned, and spewed.

Randolph Lovel Stevenson.

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RLS’s comic nickname may be a quoting of W.M. Thackeray’s novel, 1861 [https://ia801408.us.archive.org]

 

A pen broken, a subverted ink-pot.

 

All men are rot; but there are two –

Sidney, the oblivious Slade, and you –

Who from the rabble stand confest

Ten million times the rottenest.

R.L.S.

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Sidney Colvin (1845-1927) was Slade Professor of Fine Art at Cambridge from 1873 to 1895 [http://media.vam.ac.uk]

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William Ernest Henley (1849-1903) [http://media.vam.ac.uk]

When I was sick and safe in gaol

I thought my friends would never fail.

One wrote me nothing; t’ other bard

Sent me an insolent post-card.

R.L.S.

 

[laterally, left] Here endeth the

Familiar correspondence of

R.L.S.

 

[laterally, right] Explicuerunt Epistolae

Stevensonianae

Omnes.

 

IF NOBODY WRITES TO ME I

SHALL DIE

 

I now write no more.

Richard Lefanu Stevenson,

Duke of Indignation

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Joseph Thomas Sheridan Le Fanu (1814–1873), Irish writer of Gothic tales and mystery novels [https://upload.wikimedia.org]

[laterally, left] Terminus: Silentia.

 

[laterally, right] FINIS Finaliter finitum

 

Mark Tacebo,

Secretary

 

Isaac Blood

John Blind

vain-hope Go-to-bed

Israel Sciatica

witnesses.

_____

The finger on the mouth

_____

 

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Mary Stevenson Cassatt (1844-1926), The Head of a Baby with its Finger in its Mouth (Portrait of George Fiske Hammond) [http://asimg.artsolution.net]

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