Letter
Category
Manuscripts and documents
Date
Unknown
Materials
Paper
Measurements
182 mm (Width) x 111 mm (Depth)
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Tyntesfield, North Somerset
NT 27412.16
Summary
Buff folded piece of paper addressed to; My dearest girl.
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My Dearest Girl I must not let even late Tuesday night close without sending you one line. I rejoice to learn that you are better and trust that you have been richly enjoying this fine day at Mount Edgecombe or in some other spot where you might drink-in its genial breezes. We get on here as well as we can without you – not a very sociable party at any time and Marsland about at most of the meals, especially the evening one, does not improve it. However, what with and my old books and [---] dear I make it out pretty well. I am also most of the day among my poor people at Brixham and have arranged everything respecting the poor widows, having in the course of my visits to them meets with more than one trait of humble benevolence and goodness that have more than repaid all my labour of love for them. No letters yet from any quarter about which you are interested. Your adorer has not yet come, nor my friend Kerr, nor any news from Johnny Henry etc. The one piece of news, of any domestic importance, is I think that Farnham has lost one of his ferrets and is making a fire [b---], which is to be 10 feet high. I am glad you have chatted a little with Adele. I know that she will improve on you as you know her. It is very pleasant to fall in with people that have minds and hearts- Pray give my kindest regards to her and to her dear father, mother and sister, not forgetting her Cecil and his lady. Have you seen that poor Southey is dead- he has been so in mind for a long time. A melancholy spectacle. The temple standing but the devine tenant gone. Who will be the Poet Lauriate? I will take Wordsworth against the field, that is if he would accept of it. – a clergyman, I believe, is inelligible , so that it would be useless for me to make interest for it otherwise – but modesty interposes and forbids me to write more, but I must conclude at once or my reason will suffer for my garrulity – Adiue then dear love. I shall execute all your commissions – believe me. Ever affectionately H T Lyte Berryhead, Saturday evening
Provenance
Purchased from the estate of the late Lord Wraxall with the assistance of the NHMF and donations from members and supporters.