to have done long ago, for your kindness in offering
to procure for me the Archbishop of Dublin’s[13]
valuable opinion upon my ’Prometheus. I
am sure that if you have not thought me very ungrateful,
you must be very indulgent. My mind was at one
time so crowded by painful thoughts, that they shut
out many others which are interesting to me; and among
other things, I forgot once or twice, when I had an
opportunity, to thank you, dear Mrs. Martin.
I believe I should have taken advantage of your proposal,
but papa said to me, ’If he criticises your manuscript
in a manner which does not satisfy you, you won’t
be easy without defending yourself, and he might be
drawn into taking more trouble than you have now any
idea of giving him.’ I sighed a little at
losing such an opportunity of gaining a great advantage,
but there seemed to be some reason in what papa said
I have completed a preface and notes to my translation;
and since doing so, a work of exactly the same character
by a Mr. Medwin has been published, and commended in
Bulwer’s magazine.[14] Therefore it is probable
enough that my trouble, excepting as far as my own
amusement went, has been in vain. But papa means
to try Mr. Valpy, I believe. He left us since
I began to write this letter, with a promise of returning
before Christmas Day. We do miss him.
Mr. Boyd has made me quite angry by publishing his
translations by rotation in numbers of the ‘Wesleyan
Magazine,’ instead of making them up into a
separate publication, as I had persuaded him to do.
There is the effect, you see, of going, even for a
time, out of my reach! The readers of the ‘Wesleyan
Magazine’ are pious people, but not cultivated,
nor, for the most part, capable of estimating either
the talents of Gregory or his translator’s.
I have begun already to insist upon another
publication in a separate form, and shall gain my
point, I dare say. I have been reading Bulwer’s
novels and Mrs. Trollope’s libels, and Dr. Parr’s
works. I am sure you are not an admirer
of Mrs. Trollope’s. She has neither the
delicacy nor the candour which constitute true nobility
of mind and her extent of talent forms but a scanty
veil to shadow her other defects. Bulwer has
quite delighted me. He has all the dramatic talent
which Scott has, and all the passion which Scott has
not, and he appears to me to be besides a far profounder
discriminator of character. There are very fine
things in his ‘Denounced.’ We subscribe
to the best library here, but the best is not a good
one. I have, however, a table-load of my own
books, and with them I can always be satisfied.
Do you know that Mr. Curzon has left Ledbury?
We were glad to receive your letter from Dover although
it told us that you were removing so far from us.
Do let us hear of your enjoying Italy. Is there
much English society in Rome, and is it like English
society here? I can scarcely fancy an invitation
card, ’Mrs. Huggin-muggin at home,’ carried
through the Via Sacra. I am sure my ‘little
hand’ has done its duty to-day. I shall
leave the corners to Henrietta. Give our kindest
regards to Mr. Martin, and ever believe me, my dear
Mrs. Martin,