BIB_ID
415095
Accession number
MA 1848.14
Creator
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor, 1772-1834.
Display Date
Place not identified, 1795 January 2.
Credit line
Purchased from Joanna Langlais, 1957.
Description
1 item (1 page, with address) ; 37.8 x 23.2 cm
Notes
Date taken from the postmark. See the published edition of the correspondence, cited below, for additional information.
The top half of the sheet contains a letter from Coleridge to Southey, which may be a fragment of a longer letter. The bottom half contains a letter that appears to be signed by Samuel Le Grice and Robert Favell. Favell signs himself "S. Favell" here. In the Collected Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Griggs does not mention Le Grice's and Favell's additions to the sheet; they are, however, noted by Ernest Hartley Coleridge in the folder enclosed with this letter. Le Grice and Favell comment on a poem recently published anonymously in the Morning Chronicle praising Coleridge, asking Southey whether he is the author, and they mention that Coleridge is thinking of apprenticing himself to a tailor. This is followed by comic footnotes, such as "This Joke is the property of S.T.C." and "A lie."
This collection, MA 1848, is comprised of 92 letters from Samuel Taylor Coleridge to Robert Southey, written between 1794 and 1819. See the collection-level record for more information (MA 1848.1-92).
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 as MA 1848-1857.
Address panel with postmarks: "Robert Southey / No 8 / West gate Buildings / Bath."
The top half of the sheet contains a letter from Coleridge to Southey, which may be a fragment of a longer letter. The bottom half contains a letter that appears to be signed by Samuel Le Grice and Robert Favell. Favell signs himself "S. Favell" here. In the Collected Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Griggs does not mention Le Grice's and Favell's additions to the sheet; they are, however, noted by Ernest Hartley Coleridge in the folder enclosed with this letter. Le Grice and Favell comment on a poem recently published anonymously in the Morning Chronicle praising Coleridge, asking Southey whether he is the author, and they mention that Coleridge is thinking of apprenticing himself to a tailor. This is followed by comic footnotes, such as "This Joke is the property of S.T.C." and "A lie."
This collection, MA 1848, is comprised of 92 letters from Samuel Taylor Coleridge to Robert Southey, written between 1794 and 1819. See the collection-level record for more information (MA 1848.1-92).
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 as MA 1848-1857.
Address panel with postmarks: "Robert Southey / No 8 / West gate Buildings / Bath."
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
Commenting on the difficulties of traveling by coach: "The roads are dangerous -- the horses soon knock'd up -- The outside to a Man who like me has no great Coat, is cold and rheumatismferous -- the Inside of a Coach to a man, who like me has very little money, is apt to produce a sickness on the Stomach -- Shall I walk? I have a sore throat -- and am not well"; proclaiming instead that he will travel to Bath by "Flying Waggon!": "Two Miles an hour! That's your Sort --! I shall be supplied with Bread and Cheese from Christ's Hospital and shall take a bottle of Gin for myself and Tuom, the Waggoner! -- Plenty of Oronoko Tobacco -- Smoke all the Way -- that's your Sort!"; saying that in the flying wagon he will be wrapped up in hay and will fraternize with "four or five Calves Inside -- Passengers like myself"; scorning the "folly & vanity of young Men who go in Stage Coaches"; adding that the wagon does not leave until Sunday night and he believes he will be with Southey on Wednesday.
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