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“If I possibly can draw up another story, I will”

Posted on January 14, 2023 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2514.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 166-73] [Vailima, ? 28 December 1892] My dear Colvin, You are … Continue reading →

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“It is hard to reach the truth in these islands”

Posted on November 7, 2021 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2390.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 16-24] [Vailima, Thursday 18] Feb. 1892 My dear Colvin, This has … Continue reading →

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“Let us continue to inscribe our little bits of tales, and let the heathen rage!”

Posted on October 30, 2021 by mafalda

[For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2389.] To J. M. Barrie [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 14-5] Valima, Samoa, [c. 18] February 1892 Dear Mr. Barrie, This is at least the third letter I have written you, … Continue reading →

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“Life is a steigh brae”

Posted on September 19, 2021 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2378.] To Sidney Colvin (continued) [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 378-92] [Vailima,] Jan. 2nd [1892] I woke this morning … Continue reading →

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“You will know more about the South Seas after you have read my little tale than if you had read a library”

Posted on May 23, 2021 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2351.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 3, pp.342-8] [Vailima], Sept. 28, 1891 My dear Colvin, Since I last … Continue reading →

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“The gentleman I now serve with assures me you are a very pretty fellow and your letter deserves to be remarked”

Posted on December 19, 2020 by mafalda

In 1890, on first becoming acquainted with Kipling’s Soldiers Three, RLS had written off his congratulations red-hot, addressing Thomas Mulvaney, the irrepressible Irish private soldier in Kipling’s bovel: ‘Well and indeed, Mr. Mulvaney, but it’s as good as meat to … Continue reading →

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“I am weary of England; like Alan, ‘I weary for the heather,’ if not for the deer”

Posted on June 10, 2017 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1667.] To his Father [Colvin 1911, 2, p. 345] [Skerryvore, Bournemouth] July 28, 1886 My dear … Continue reading →

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“It is a far finer thing to be in love, or to risk a danger, than to paint the finest picture or write the noblest book”

Posted on May 14, 2017 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1642.] To Harriet Monroe [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 335-338] [Skerryvore, Bournemouth, 30 June 1886] My dear … Continue reading →

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“As to whether the long-eared British public may take to it, all think it more than doubt”

Posted on April 28, 2017 by mafalda

[For correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1612.] To his Father [Colvin 1911, 2, p. 333] [Skerryvore, Bournemouth, May 1886] My dear Father, The David problem has today been decided. I am to leave the … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: Alan Breck

“If I possibly can draw up another story, I will”

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“It is hard to reach the truth in these islands”

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“Let us continue to inscribe our little bits of tales, and let the heathen rage!”

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“Life is a steigh brae”

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“You will know more about the South Seas after you have read my little tale than if you had read a library”

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“The gentleman I now serve with assures me you are a very pretty fellow and your letter deserves to be remarked”

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“I am weary of England; like Alan, ‘I weary for the heather,’ if not for the deer”

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“It is a far finer thing to be in love, or to risk a danger, than to paint the finest picture or write the noblest book”

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“As to whether the long-eared British public may take to it, all think it more than doubt”

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