The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836 — John Shaqi
The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836
Various
American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
I am without books. Well! did not Ercilla write his Auracana in the
very face of the Tudian enemy, and the conquering Spaniard, probably,
carried no _bibliothéque volante_ with him. True, but had he a
dislocated toe, did he wait for wind, had he to buy a hundred trifles,
and to make the place before his sofa a real bazaar? Napoleon, you
reply, dictated some of his most inspired and inspiring proclamations,
in the saddle. True, but it is easier to address an army before or
after a battle, than to address the public through a monthly
periodical before or after a sea voyage. Again you say—did not Walter
Scott compose his Lady of the Lake chiefly in his bed, where most
afflicting pains confined him? True, but he had his books and papers
around him, and he did not wait for wind. Did not Körner compose his
_Adieu_ when wounded on the field of battle? True, once more, and so
would I write a touching poem on dislocated toes—how limping Vulcan
would inspire me!—were I master of the English tongue; but an article
for a review is another thing. And then the heat—the thermometer
stands this moment at—_Impatience Boils_—and the musquitos, who play
their scornful music long around your frightened ear, before, at
length, they yield to their Timour-like disposition, as the malicious
servants of the Holy Inquisition tormented their victims long before
the actual infliction of the refined torture, by showing and trying
the racking instruments—and the tickling, inexhaustibly persevering
flies, which have entered into a most malignant conspiracy against the
human nose—what can you possibly expect? Nothing but an anecdote. But,
sir, anecdotes, however witty or trifling, are like the glorious
pictures which a Raphael painted for the altars of his church—they
lose much of their merit if out of their place. Still, I should like
to give what is so kindly asked for, and ——
The wind has changed—to-morrow morning we sail—I have to get some ice
packed (free intercourse distributes comfort like a blessing far and
wide; how could we otherwise have northern ice!) and other things to
attend to; my writing will be a hurried business, and I am afraid my
communication turn out as so many administrations or notes do—the
introductory or promissory part will be the best of it, however poor
even this may be. Now, sir, pray let the following succeed immediately
after the _and_ above: if you think that the subsequent lines will do,
they are quite at your service, though I consider it hard that I must
give, whatever I may send, “_with my name_”—a condition you have
underlined. If you think you had better “lay it on the table to be
taken up this day six months,” I shall have no objection.
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