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“I would tell you more of it, but I think I’m going to use it in a tale”

Posted on September 12, 2021 by mafalda

[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] Thursday [17 December] – Yesterday the same expedition set forth … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged A Footnote to History, Apia, bananas, bath, beach, Becker, Belle, birds, bread-fruit, brooks, Burlingame, Capt. Hand, Carruther's Road, Christmas, clouds, Colkitto, Colvin, crayfish, Dowdney, Embassy Water, excitement, expedition, exploration, Faauma, famine, Fancy Ball, Fanny, forest, French, Galasp, Germans, Haggard, haunted place, hurricane, Jack, Knappe, lamplight, Lauilo, lava, Lloyd, Malietoa, Mataafa, Mepi Tree, natives, night, officials, plateau, politics, pools, rain, ravine, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, shutters, signals, smiles, song, SouthSeas, squalls, storm, stream, taboo, temperature, The Beach of Falesá, thrilling, times, trees, Vailima, walking, war, water, waterfalls, weather, whites, wind, wreck, Wrecker | Leave a comment

“A holiday is required”

Posted on October 24, 2020 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, 2287.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 256-67] [Vailima] Monday, twenty-somethingth [22] of December 1890 My … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged Apia Street Stuebel, bay, British Asia, bush, carpenter, Chalmers, Christmas, Christmas Eve, cliffs, Colvin, compass, darkness, eggs, Egypt, Fanny, fear, flagship, Fly River, forest, gale, garden, German consul, glen, gorge, health, hell, horses, house, hurricane, iron box, Jack, kerosene, kitchen, lantern, Latin, Leather Bottle, Livingstone, map, missile, Missionary, Monument, moonlight rain, mud, natives, Niagara, night, Pacific, phosphorescence, Pioneering in New Guinea, proofs, ride, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, sea, Shepheard's Hotel, Sink, Skerryvore, South Seas, Spurgeon, squalls, starlight, stream, Tulinga Silent Falls, Vailima, Vaituliga, valley, village, weather, wild-cocoanut, wood, Wreck Hill | 2 Comments

“The whole tale of my life is better to me than any poem”

Posted on December 14, 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, 2180.] To James Payn [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 154-6] Honolulu, H.I., June 13th, 1889 My dear James Payn, … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged beachcombers, climate, Courage, dawn, deafness, diet, disabilities, Dutton, fate, Father Damien, fortune, Gilbert Islands, happiness, harbours, health, helpers, honesty, Honolulu, hospital, investigation, islands, kindness, landfalls, leprosy, life, Marshalls, Molokai, natives, Patience, patients, Payn, Robert Louis Stevenson, schooner, South Sea, squalls, suffering, surf, Sydney, sympathy, Towns & Co., virtues, voyage | 1 Comment

“I never knew the world was so amusing”

Posted on August 25, 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, 2137.] To Bob Stevenson [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 114-8] Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands, February 1889 My dear Bob, My … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged amazement, Anaho Bay, beachcombers, Bob Stevenson, captain, Casco, chief, climate, cook, cruise, Dangerous Archipelago, dreams, eternity, Fanny, Hawaii, health, helm, Honolulu, hurricane, incident, Isobel Strong, Lloyd Osbourne, luck, Marquesas, masts, men, money, Moorea, mother, natives, Old Louis, perils, pilot, profit, reefs, risk, Robert Louis Stevenson, rum, sails, San Francisco, scenery, schooner, sea, sea-life, shore, songs, South Seas, squalls, stories, surf, Tahiti, voyage, weather, wife, wind, women, world, yacht | Leave a comment

On winter afternoons, late, when the window was blue and spotted with rare rain drops

Posted on May 1, 2016 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 4, 1285.] To his parents [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 222-223] Hotel Chabassière, Royat [June 1884] My dear … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged bagman, bed, bleat, blue, Child's Garden of Verses, chimney pots, Christendom, cold, Cummy, eastward, Edinburgh, evening, Frederick's Street, gas-burner, Graemes, home, Hotel Chabassière, Howe Street, lamps, marrow, music, ox, parents, Queen's Street, rain, rebuilding, remember, Robert Louis Stevenson, Royat, skiff, solo, squalls, sun, turf, unhappiness, weather, winter, yellow | Leave a comment

I take my walks abroad, witching the world

Posted on April 26, 2015 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 3, 838.] To Fanny Sitwell [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 56-57] The Cottage, Castleton of Braemar [Mid-August 1881]. … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: squalls

“I would tell you more of it, but I think I’m going to use it in a tale”

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“A holiday is required”

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“The whole tale of my life is better to me than any poem”

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“I never knew the world was so amusing”

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On winter afternoons, late, when the window was blue and spotted with rare rain drops

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I take my walks abroad, witching the world

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