Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Volume 5 (of 10)Lockhart, J. G. (John Gibson)
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Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Volume 5 (of 10)
Lockhart, J. G. (John Gibson)
Authors, Scottish -- 19th century -- Biography; Scott, Walter, 1771-1832
enjoyment of all the brilliant prospects to which she seemed
destined.--You will wish to hear of my complaint. I think,
thank God, that it is leaving me--not suddenly, however, for
I have had some repetitions, but they have become fainter
and fainter, and I have not been disturbed by one for these
three weeks. I trust, by care and attention, my stomach will
return to its usual tone, and I am as careful as I can. I
have taken hard exercise with good effect, and am often six
hours on foot without stopping or sitting down, to which my
plantations and enclosures contribute not a little. I have,
however, given up the gun this season, finding myself unable
to walk up to the dogs; but Walter has taken it in hand, and
promises to be a first-rate shot; he brought us in about
seven or eight brace of birds the evening Lady Byron came to
us, which papa was of course a little proud of. The
blackcocks are getting very plenty on our moor-ground at
Abbotsford, but I associate them so much with your beautiful
poem,[76] that I have not the pleasure I used to have in
knocking them down. I wish I knew how to send you a brace. I
get on with my labors here; my house is about to be roofed
in, and a comical concern it is.
Yours truly,
W. S.
[Footnote 76:
"Good-morrow to thy sable beak,
And glossy plumage dark and sleek,
Thy crimson moon, and azure eye,
Cock of the heath, so wildly shy!" etc.]
{p.193} The next letter refers to the Duke of Buccleuch's preparations
for a cattle-show at Bowhill, which was followed by an entertainment
on a large scale to his Grace's Selkirkshire neighbors and tenantry,
and next day by a fox-hunt, after Dandie Dinmont's fashion, among the
rocks of the Yarrow. The Sheriff attended _with his tail on_; and
Wilkie, too, went with him. It was there that Sir David first saw
Hogg, and the Shepherd's greeting was graceful. He eyed the great
painter for a moment in silence, and then stretching out his hand,
said: "Thank God for it. I did not know that you were so young a man!"
TO THE DUKE OF BUCCLEUCH, ETC., ETC., ETC., DRUMLANRIG CASTLE.
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