"Will you and Rogers come to my box at Covent, then? I shall be there, and none else--or I won't be there, if you _twain_ would like to go without me. You will not get so good a place hustling among the publican _boxers_, with damnable apprentices (six feet high) on a back row. Will you both oblige me and come,--or one--or neither--or, what you will? "P.S. An' you will, I will call for you at half-past six, or any time of your own dial." * * * * * TO MR. MOORE. "I have gotten a box for Othello to-night, and send the ticket for your friends the R----fes. I seriously recommend to you to recommend to them to go for half an hour, if only to see the third act--they will not easily have another opportunity. We--at least, I--cannot be there, so there will be no one in their way. Will you give or send it to them? it will come with a better grace from you than me. "I am in no good plight, but will dine at * *'s with you, if I can. There is music and Covent-g. "Will you go, at all events, to my box there afterwards, to see a _debut_ of a young 16[33] in the 'Child of Nature?'" [Footnote 33: Miss Foote's first appearance, which we witnessed together.] * * * * * TO MR. MOORE. "Sunday matin. "Was not Iago perfection? particularly the last look. I was _close_ to him (in the orchestra), and never saw an English countenance half so expressive. "I am acquainted with no _im_material sensuality so delightful as good acting; and, as it is fitting there should be good plays, now and then, besides Shakspeare's, I wish you or Campbell would write one:--the rest of 'us youth' have not heart enough. "You were cut up in the Champion--is it not so? this day so am I--even to _shocking_ the editor. The critic writes well; and as, at present, poesy is not my passion predominant, and my snake of Aaron has swallowed up all the other serpents, I don't feel fractious. I send you the paper, which I mean to take in for the future. We go to M.'s together. Perhaps I shall see you before, but don't let me _bore_ you, now nor ever. "Ever, as now, truly and affectionately," &c. * * * * * TO MR. MOORE. "May 5. 1814. "Do you go to the Lady Cahir's this even? If you do--and whenever we are bound to the same follies--let us embark in the same 'Shippe of Fooles.' I have been up till five, and up at nine; and feel heavy with only winking for the last three or four nights.