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Letter from Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Portsmouth, to Sara Coleridge, 1804 April 1 : autograph manuscript signed.

BIB_ID
415079
Accession number
MA 1849.21
Creator
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor, 1772-1834.
Display Date
Portsmouth, England, 1804 April 1.
Credit line
Purchased from Joanna Langlais, 1957.
Description
1 item (3 pages, with address) ; 23.0 x 19.6 cm
Notes
This collection, MA 1849, is comprised of forty-six autograph letters signed from Samuel Taylor Coleridge to his wife, Sara Coleridge, written between 1802 and 1824.
This letter is from the Joanna Langlais Collection, a large collection of letters written by Samuel Taylor Coleridge to various recipients. The collection has been divided into subsets, based primarily on Coleridge's addressees, and these sub-collections have been cataloged individually as MA 1848- MA 1857.
Address panel with postmark to "Mrs. Coleridge / Greta Hall / Keswick / Cumberland."
Provenance
Purchased from Joanna Langlais in 1957 as a gift of the Fellows with the special assistance of Mrs. W. Murray Crane, Mr. Homer D. Crotty, Mr. and Mrs. Donald F. Hyde, Mr. Robert H. Taylor and Mrs. Landon K. Thorne. Formerly in the possession of Ernest Hartley Coleridge and Thomas Burdett Money-Coutts, Baron Latymer.
Summary
Relating his travel logistics, commenting on Sir George Beaumont's feelings for him and expressing his feelings for her; saying "Besides, you know, it is no new thing for people to take sudden & hot Likings to me. How different Sir G.B.! - He disliked me at first / & when I am in better spirits & less flurried, I will transcribe his last Letter. It breathed the very soul of calm, and manly, yet deep Affection!...My dear Sara! the mother, the attentive and excellent Mother of my children must needs be always more than the word friend can express when applied to a woman / I pray you, use no word that you use with reluctance / . Yet what we have been to each other, our understandings will not permit our Hearts to forget! - God knows, I weep Tears of Blood, that so it is! - For I greatly esteem & honor you / Heaven knows, if I can leave you really comfortable in your circumstances, I shall meet Death with a face, which I feel at the moment I say it, would rather shock than comfort you to hear...My Health is indifferent / I am rather endurably unwell, than tolerably well;" asking her to write to Wordsworth and let him know "...I have received all & every thing - & will write him very soon."