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“We are the cranks of a huge machine – I do believe – of righteousness”

Posted on November 14, 2020 by mafalda

This next letter was written at sea on an expedition to Sydney at the beginning of 1891. Only some paragraphs of it were printed by Colvin, the rest consisting, as he said, “of a sermon or vehement remonstrance against certain … Continue reading →

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It is a compliment I value much; I don’t know any that I should prefer

Posted on September 10, 2016 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1406.] To W.H. Low [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 272-273] Bonallie Towers, Bournemouth, March 13, 1885 My dear Low, … Continue reading →

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What good travellers we are, if we had only faith

Posted on October 10, 2014 by mafalda

Edmund William Gosse (1849-1928) was an art critic, author, poet and close friend to RLS. They first met in 1870, and in 1896 Gosse will remember that circumstance: “At the tail of this chatty, jesting little crowd of invaders came … Continue reading →

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A little lake of tarnished green deepening into a blood-orange at the margins

Posted on June 7, 2014 by mafalda

In Edinburgh Sacramental fast-days were observed on the Thursday before the last Sunday of April and October; they were discontinued in 1887. The ‘Song of Deborah and Barak’ is from the Bible, Judges 5. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts … Continue reading →

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“We are the cranks of a huge machine – I do believe – of righteousness”

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