my printer, for a sum between eighty and ninety pounds, if the money had not been paid for me by a man, by no means affluent, a dear "friend who attached himself to me from my “first arrival at Bristol, who continued my friend “with a fidelity unconquered by time, or even "by my own apparent neglect; a friend from "whom I never received an advice that was not gentle and affectionate.” p. 177.

Coleridge's reputation from boyhood quietly increased, not through the favor, but the censure of reviewers. It was this which, contrary to their wishes, diffused his name as poet and philosopher. So long as there are readers to be gratified by calumny, there will always be found writers eager to furnish a supply; and he had other enemies, unacquainted with the critical profession, yet morbidly vain, and because disappointed in their literary hopes, no less malignant.

Alas! how painful it is to witness at times the operation of some of the human passions.Should envy take the lead, her twin sisters, hatred and malice, follow as auxiliaries in her train,— and, in the struggles for ascendancy and extension of her power, she subverts those principles which might impede her path, and then speedily effects the destruction of all the kindly feelings ⚫ most honourable to man.

Coleridge was conscientiously an opponent of

O! how I felt the anti-climax, tl. "bathos of that FOURPENCE!) only fou “* each number, to be published on every · - That comes to a deal of money at th “year; and how much did you say

to be for the money? Thirty-two p large octavo, closely printed. Thirty "pages! Bless me, why except what I “family way on the sabbath, that's mo “ever reads, sir! all the year round. “great a one as any man in Brummas "for liberty and truth, and all them “things, but as to this, (no offence, I ho “I must beg to be excused.

with whom you can converse. Your own spirit scarce! from personal anxieties than the great minds, that in t: are still living for you! Even your writing-desk, wit. paper and all its other implements, will appear as a chain capable of linking your feelings, as well as thoughts and characters, past or to come: not a chain of iron w you down to think of the future and the remote, by rec. clams and feelings of the peremptory present: but wi I say retire? The habits of active life and daily interco the stir of the world, will tend to give you such self that the presence of your family will be no interruptio the social silence, or undisturbing voices of a wife or sist like a restorative atmosphere, or soft music which moulds without becoming its object. If facts are required to Į possibility of combining weighty performances in literat full and independent employment, the works of Cicero an phon among the ancients; of Sir Thomas Moore, Bacon, or, to refer at once to later and cotemporary instances, and Roscoe, are at once decisive of the question."-Biog.

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"(O! how I felt the anti-climax, the abysmal "bathos of that FOURPENCE!) only fourpence, sir, “each number, to be published on every eighth day. "That comes to a deal of money at the end of a year; and how much did you say there was "to be for the money? Thirty-two pages, sir! large octavo, closely printed. Thirty and two pages? Bless me, why except what I does in a family way on the sabbath, that's more than I ever reads, sir! all the year round. I am as "great a one as any man in Brummagem, sir! "for liberty and truth, and all them sort of things, but as to this, (no offence, I hope, sir!) "I must beg to be excused.

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with whom you can converse. from personal anxieties than the great minds, that in those books are still living for you! Even your writing-desk, with its blank paper and all its other implements, will appear as a chain of flowers, capable of linking your feelings, as well as thoughts to events, and characters, past or to come: not a chain of iron which binds you down to think of the future and the remote, by recalling the claims and feelings of the peremptory present: but why should I say retire? The habits of active life and daily intercourse with the stir of the world, will tend to give you such self command, that the presence of your family will be no interruption. Nay, the social silence, or undisturbing voices of a wife or sister will be like a restorative atmosphere, or soft music which moulds a dream without becoming its object. If facts are required to prove the possibility of combining weighty performances in literature with full and independent employment, the works of Cicero and Xenophon among the ancients; of Sir Thomas Moore, Bacon, Baxter, or, to refer at once to later and cotemporary instances, Darwin and Roscoe, are at once decisive of the question."-Biog. Lit.

Your own spirit scarcely less free

"So ended my first canvass." Much the same indifference was shewn him at Manchester, &c., but he adds:-" From this rememberable "tour, I returned nearly a thousand names on "the subscription list of the Watchman;' yet “more than half convinced that prudence dic"tated the abandonment of the scheme; but for "this very reason I persevered in it; for I was "at that period of my life so completely hag"ridden by the fear of being influenced by "selfish motives, that to know a mode of conduct "to be the dictate of prudence, was a sort of pre'sumptive proof to my feelings, that the contrary "was the dictate of duty. Accordingly, I com"menced the work, which was announced in "London by long bills in letters larger than "had ever been seen before, and which (I have "been informed, for I did not see them myself)

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eclipsed the glories even of the lottery puffs; but, "alas! the publication of the very first number was delayed beyond the day announced for its appearance. In the second number, an essay "against fast days, with a most censurable ap'plication of a text from Isaiah, for its motto, "lost me near five hundred of my subscribers at

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one blow. In the two following numbers, I "made enemies of all my Jacobin and demo"cratic patrons; for, disgusted by their infide

lity and their adoption of French morals, and "French philosophy, and, perhaps, thinking