The Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey
Robert Southey to Grosvenor C. Bedford, 15 May 1816
“May 15. 1816.
“My dear G.,
“. . . . . If egotism* in poetry be a sin, God forgive
all great poets! But perhaps it is allowable in them, when they have been dead
a few centuries; and therefore they may be permitted to speak of themselves and
appreciate themselves, provided they leave especial
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orders that such passages be not made public until the
statute of critical limitation expires. Who can be weak enough to suppose that
the man who wrote that third stanza would be deterred from printing it by any
fear of reprehension on the score of vanity? Who is to reprehend him? None of
his peers assuredly; not one person who will sympathise with him as he reads;
not one person who enters into his thoughts and feelings; not one person who
can enter into the strain and enjoy it. Those persons, indeed, may who live
wholly in the present; but I have taken especial care to make it known, that a
faith in hereafter is as necessary for the intellectual as for the moral
character, and that to the man of letters (as well as the Christian) the present forms but the slightest portion of his
existence. He who would leave any durable monument behind him, must live in the
past and look to the future. The poets of old scrupled not to say this; and who
is there who is not delighted with these passages, whenever time has set his
seal upon the prophecy which they contain? . . . .
“My spirits do not recover: that they should again be
what they have been, I do not expect,—that, indeed, is impossible. But,
except when reading or writing, I am deplorably depressed: the worst is, that I
cannot conceal this. To affect anything like my old hilarity, and that presence
of joyous feelings which carried with it a sort of perpetual sunshine, is, of
course, impossible; but you must imagine that the absence of all this must make
itself felt. The change in my daily occupations, in my sports, my relaxations,
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my hopes, is so great, that it seems to have changed
my very nature also. Nothing is said, but I often find anxious eyes fixed upon
me, and watching my countenance. The best thing I can say is, that time passes
on, and sooner or later remedies everything. . . . .
“I will have the books bound separately, because a
book is a book, and two books are worth as much again as one; and if a
man’s library comes to the hammer, this is of consequence; and whenever I
get my knock-down blow, the poor books will be knocked down after me. But why
did I touch upon this string? Alas! Grosvenor, it is because all things bear upon one subject, the
centre of the whole circumference of all my natural associations
“God bless you!
Grosvenor Charles Bedford (1773-1839)
The son of Horace Walpole's correspondent Charles Bedford; he was auditor of the
Exchequer and a friend of Robert Southey who contributed to several of Southey's
publications.