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“The night draws on and I must be on ‘the eight seas’ tomorrow”

Posted on November 3, 2019 by mafalda

[As usual, for correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2161.] To Charles Baxter [Baxter Letters, pp. 246-7: http://www.hathitrust.org%5D [Honolulu, 25 April 1889] My dear Charles, I forget if I have made my plans clear to you. … Continue reading →

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Dear reader, I deceive you with husks, the real works and all the pleasure are still mine and incommunicable

Posted on March 2, 2016 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1232.] To William Ernest Henley [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 145-147] La Solitude, Hyères [c. 13 March 1884] Dear … Continue reading →

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Here I am in my native land

Posted on March 31, 2015 by mafalda

RLS and Fanny travelled from Paris to London soon after 18 May, 1881, visiting Fanny’s son, Lloyd, who was studying at York. Then they returned to Scotland, moving (on 6 June) to Pitlochry, Perthshire, and staying at first at Fisher’s … Continue reading →

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“The night draws on and I must be on ‘the eight seas’ tomorrow”

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Dear reader, I deceive you with husks, the real works and all the pleasure are still mine and incommunicable

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Here I am in my native land

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