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“You cannot change ancestral feelings of right and wrong without what is practically soul-murder”

Posted on March 25, 2024 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 8, 2755.] To Adelaide Boodle [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 323-6] Vailima, July 14, 1894 My dear Adelaide, […] … Continue reading →

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“Would you call it The Justice Clerk or Weir of Hermiston?”

Posted on December 15, 2023 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 8, 2715.] To J.M. Barrie [Methuen’s Annual, 1914, pp. 114-5] [Vailima, ? Late March 1894] Dear Barrie, I will … Continue reading →

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“Better a finger aff as aye waggin”

Posted on December 5, 2020 by mafalda

[For correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 7, 2303.] To Charles Baxter [Baxter Letters, pp. 276-8; www.hathitrust.org] S.S. Lübeck at sea [Late February 1891] My dear Charles, Perhaps in my old days I do grow irascible – “the … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged age, Apia, Baxter, correspondence, flageolet, friendship, health, Henley, Lübeck, Lloyd, mother, music, on board, Pacific, parents, past, piccolo, pipes, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, sea, ship, South Seas, Sydney, temper, turnscrew | 2 Comments

“If I had met you when I was a boy and a bachelor, how different my life would have been!”

Posted on October 9, 2020 by mafalda

RLS cherished the hope of visiting Revd. James Chalmers (Tamate) in New Guinea, but this design proved, unhappily, impossible. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Lovett. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2279.] … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged Apia, boyhood, Chalmers, charge, Clarke, death, farmering, friendship, god, gratitude, health, kindness, life, Lloyd, mail, marriage, New Guinea, Post Office, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, Scotch, South Seas, Tamate, Upolu, Vailima, work | 1 Comment

“Since my dear wild noble father died no head on earth is more precious to my thoughts than yours”

Posted on May 30, 2020 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 6, 2240.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin, Memories and Notes, 1922, 146-7] Union Club, Sydney [August 1890] […] We … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Apemama, burning, charge, Colvin, correspondence, cruise, danger, death, England, Fanny, father, friendship, health, islands, life, outland, poem, Robert Louis Stevenson, Songs of Travel, South Seas, Sydney, To S.C., Union Club, verses, virtues, writing | 1 Comment

“Ay, ay, it is sad to sell 17; sad and fine were the old days”

Posted on February 26, 2020 by mafalda

RLS took steamer again, this time for Sydney, where he had ordered his letters to await him. This was written during the passage. The set of verses were posthumously published in Songs of Travel, XXXV (1896), under the title “To … Continue reading →

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“As I write, the breeze is brisking up, doors are beginning to slam and shutters”

Posted on January 22, 2020 by mafalda

The following was written soon after the termination of the voyage of the Equator and RLS’s first landing in Samoa, where he was engaged in collecting materials for the account (then intended to be the concluding part of his great … Continue reading →

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“Think of me sea-bathing and walking about, as jolly as a sandboy”

Posted on September 28, 2019 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 6, 2152.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 129-32] Honolulu, April 2nd, 1889 My dear Colvin, … Continue reading →

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“My 19th century strikes here, and lies alongside of something beautiful and ancient”

Posted on September 21, 2019 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2151.] To Herny James [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 127-9] Honolulu [towards the end of March 1889] My dear … Continue reading →

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“I shall not be home this summer”

Posted on September 15, 2019 by mafalda

[As usual, for correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2147.] To Tati Salmon [The Bookman 43, 1916, pp. 594-6] Honolulu [23 March 1889] My dear Chief, Here is the mischief to pay! I shall not be … Continue reading →

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“You cannot change ancestral feelings of right and wrong without what is practically soul-murder”

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“Would you call it The Justice Clerk or Weir of Hermiston?”

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“Better a finger aff as aye waggin”

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“If I had met you when I was a boy and a bachelor, how different my life would have been!”

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“Since my dear wild noble father died no head on earth is more precious to my thoughts than yours”

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“Ay, ay, it is sad to sell 17; sad and fine were the old days”

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“As I write, the breeze is brisking up, doors are beginning to slam and shutters”

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“Think of me sea-bathing and walking about, as jolly as a sandboy”

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“My 19th century strikes here, and lies alongside of something beautiful and ancient”

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“I shall not be home this summer”

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