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The Life of William Roscoe
William Roscoe to Sir James Edward Smith, [1 January 1804]

Vol I. Contents
Chapter I. 1753-1781
Chapter II. 1781-1787
Chapter III. 1787-1792
Chapter IV. 1788-1796
Chapter V. 1795
Chapter VI. 1796-1799
Chapter VII. 1799-1805
Chapter IX. 1806-1807
Chapter X. 1808
Chapter XI. 1809-1810
Vol II. Contents
Chapter XII. 1811-1812
Chapter XIII. 1812-1815
Chapter XIV. 1816
Chapter XV. 1817-1818
Chapter XVI. 1819
Chapter XVII. 1820-1823
Chapter XVIII. 1824
Chapter XIX. 1825-1827
Chapter XX. 1827-1831
Chapter XXI.
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“On the return of our honest friend Shepherd, I wrote you a hasty letter, intending to have followed it by one more expressive of what I felt for your kindness to him; but a most violent effort to free myself from the heavy task in which I am engaged, and the continual pressure of business, with my journeys between Allerton and Liverpool, have so devoured every moment of my time, that day after day has passed on, till the conclusion of the year, without my being able to fulfil my wishes. I am now, however, determined to be somewhat more my own master. Since you left Liverpool, I have copied and prepared for the press as much as will compose my two first volumes. The remainder is in great forwardness, and, if I enjoy my health for a few months, will, I hope, be completed. M’Creery begins to print with the new year, and promises to proceed with great rapidity. My arrangements with Messrs. Cadell and Davies are made to my satisfaction; and in the spring of 1805 I am in hopes I shall make my appearance before the public in the pompous shape of four splendid quartos. The labour of correcting, &c. I regard as nothing, in comparison with that which I have had in the collecting of materials, and in the composition of the work; and hence, though
much remains to be done, I find my mind lighter than it has been for some time, on account of the long and laborious road that lay before me. You, who have so frequently engaged in important literary undertakings, will know how to sympathise with a brother author, in the enthusiasm of his pursuit, the cheering prospect of success, the apprehensions of disappointment, and the lassitude of fatigue; and will easily perceive that, as the barometer rises or falls through these degrees, it is to us writers the foul or fair weather of human life.”