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“Well, the war has at last begun”

Posted on April 21, 2023 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, 2595.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 217-30] [Vailima,] Saturday, 24th (?) June [1893] My … Continue reading →

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“In my black isolation and gloom I could not measure what I was taking”

Posted on April 16, 2023 by mafalda

Charles Baxter’s wife, Grace Stewart, died on 24 March 1893. Apart from the loss of his wife, Baxter was in financial difficulties. There were a series of failures of Australian Banks in April and May 1893 and Baxter himself seemed … Continue reading →

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“You never smoked, I think, so you can never taste the joys of stopping it”

Posted on April 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 8, 2588.] To Henry James [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 213-7] [Dictated to Belle] Vailima Plantation, Samoan Islands, June 17th, … Continue reading →

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“I shall never see Auld Reekie. I shall never set my foot again upon the heather”

Posted on March 22, 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, 2568.] To Samuel Rutherford Crockett [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 195-8] Vailima, Samoa, May 17th, 1893 Dear Mr Crockett, … Continue reading →

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My heart and all my interest are with the dweller, that ancient of days and day-old infant, man

Posted on November 22, 2016 by mafalda

The paper referred to in this letter is one which William Archer wrote over his own signature (‘RLS: His Style and his Thought’) in the November number of Time, a magazine already extinct at the time of Colvin’s edition of … Continue reading →

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Perhaps the more we are away, the stronger we feel that bond

Posted on June 20, 2015 by mafalda

The following is in reply to a letter RLS had received on some questions connected with his proposed Life of Hazlitt from the Scottish critic and bibliographer, Alexander Ireland (1810–1894). [For correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew … Continue reading →

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The world is such a dance!

Posted on October 1, 2014 by mafalda

RLS visited Philip Gilbert Hamerton, the founder and editor of the Portfolio, artist and author who at this time was living at Pré-Charmoy, Tavernay, near Autun, Burgundy. [For correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 2, 575.] To … Continue reading →

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A concert wants to be gone to WITH some one

Posted on August 22, 2014 by mafalda

Fontainebleau is the paper called Forest Notes, afterwards printed in the Cornhill Magazine. Charles Hallé and Wilma Neruda Norman concluded their concert on 4 December 1875 with Beethoven’s Sonata in D for piano and Violin op. 12 no. 1. The … Continue reading →

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“Well, the war has at last begun”

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“In my black isolation and gloom I could not measure what I was taking”

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“You never smoked, I think, so you can never taste the joys of stopping it”

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“I shall never see Auld Reekie. I shall never set my foot again upon the heather”

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My heart and all my interest are with the dweller, that ancient of days and day-old infant, man

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Perhaps the more we are away, the stronger we feel that bond

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The world is such a dance!

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A concert wants to be gone to WITH some one

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