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Memoirs of William Hazlitt
Ch. XII 1808
Charles Lamb to William Hazlitt, 28 November 1810

Chap. I 1778-1811
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Ch. III 1795-98
Ch. IV 1798
Ch. V 1798
Ch. VI 1792-1803
Ch. VII 1803-05
Ch. VIII 1803-05
Ch. IX
Ch. X 1807
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Ch. XII 1808
Ch. XII 1812
Ch. XIV 1814-15
Ch. XV 1814-17
Ch. XVI 1818
Ch. XVII 1820
Ch. XX 1821
Ch. I 1821
Ch. II 1821-22
Ch. III 1821-22
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Ch. V 1822
Ch. VI 1822
Ch. VII 1822-23
Ch. VIII 1822
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Ch. X 1824
Ch. XI 1825
Ch. XII 1825
Ch. XIII 1825
Ch. XIV 1825
Ch. XV 1825
Ch. XVI 1825-27
Ch. XVII 1826-28
Ch. XVIII 1829-30
Ch. XX
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“Dear Hazlitt,

“I sent you on Saturday a Cobbett, containing your reply to ‘Edin. Rev.,’ which I thought you would be glad to receive as an example of attention on the part of Mr. Cobbett to insert it so speedily. Did you get it? We have received your pig, and return you thanks; it will be drest, in due form, with appropriate sauce this day.


Mary has been very ill indeed since you saw her, that is, as ill as she can be to remain at home. But she is a good deal better now, owing to a very careful regimen. She drinks nothing but water, and never goes out; she does not even go to the Captain’s. Her indisposition has been ever since that night you left town, the night Miss W. came; her coming, and . . . . Mrs. Godwin coming and staying so late that night, so overset her, that she lay broad awake all that night, and it was by a miracle that she escaped a very bad illness, which I thoroughly expected.

“I have made up my mind that she shall never have any one again in the house with her, and that no one shall sleep with her, not even for a night: for it is a very serious thing to be always living with a kind of fever upon her; and therefore I am sure you will take it in good part if I say that if Mrs. Hazlitt comes to town at any time, however glad we shall be to see her in the daytime, I cannot ask her to spend a night under our roof. Some decision we must come to, for the harassing fever that we have both been in owing to Miss Wordsworth coming is not to be borne, and I had rather be dead than so alive. However, at present, owing to a regimen and medicines which Tuthill has given her, who very kindly volunteered the care of her, she is a great deal quieter, though too much harassed by company, who cannot or will not see how late hours and society tease her.

“Poor Phillips had the cup dashed out of his lips as it were. He had every prospect of the situation, when,
about two days since, one of the council of the R. Society started for the place himself; being a rich merchant, who lately failed, and he will certainly be elected on Friday. Poor P. is very sore and miserable about it.

Coleridge is in town, or, at least, at Hammersmith. He is writing, or going to write, in the ‘Courier’ against Cobbett, and in favour of paper money.

“No news. Remember me kindly to Sarah. I write from the office.

“Yours ever,
“C. Lamb.
“Wednesday, 28 Nov., 1810.

“I just open it to say the pig upon proof hath turned out as good as I predicted. My fauces yet retain the sweet porcine odour. I find you have received the Cobbett. I think your paper complete.

Mrs. Reynolds, who is a sage woman, approves of the pig.

“Mr. Hazlitt,
“Winterslow, near Salisbury, Wilts.”