| dc.creator | Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 1792-1822 | |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2014-11-05T19:22:19Z | |
| dc.date.available | 2014-11-05T19:22:19Z | |
| dc.date.issued | 1811-11-12 | |
| dc.identifier.uri | https://repository.tcu.edu/handle/116099117/6166 | |
| dc.description | Autograph letter from Percy Bysshe Shelley to Thomas Jefferson Hogg. Written from Keswick, Cumberland [Cumbria]. Transcriptions included. | |
| dc.format | PDF | |
| dc.format.medium | 3 pages, double sheet, 23.2 x 18.7 cm | |
| dc.relation | William Luther Lewis Collection | |
| dc.rights | Prior written permission from TCU Special Collections required to use any photograph. | |
| dc.source | FF-B2, Housed in a box covered in brown buckram with the spine gold lettered "Autograph Letters of Percy B. Shelley to Thomas Jefferson Hogg and Others" | |
| dc.subject | Authors | |
| dc.subject | Letters | |
| dc.subject | Autographs | |
| dc.title | Letter from Percy Bysshe Shelley to Thomas Jefferson Hogg | |
| dc.type | Image | |
| dc.identifier.digitool | 97709 | en_US |
| dc.date.captured | 2012-04-04 | |
| dc.description.transcription | Post Office Keswick Cumberland
Not Mr. D. Crosthwaites
I promised to write to you to day my dear friend, but again another day has elapsed in the occupation of preparing our residence and night has come, when the Post leaves us. Convince me that it is right . . morally, correctly right; that your own interest your own real interest demands it & no power on earth on earth shall prevent our living with you … At present it appears to me the necessary cause of misery, destruction. You will again be tempted to what you now regard with horror. You will see when it is too late the misery you have caused. Your feelings are exquisitely keen . . if such have been your feelings now . . if they could have urged you to the dismaying brink of suicide, an act which involves we know not what . . what then wd. be your feelings. . . & to these would I by ill timed indulgence to yourself & to me, expose you . . never, never, this must not be.—Nothing you say would sooner have driven you to demand satisfaction so soon as an accusation of what you have since attempted--: And are you not my friend [p. 2] warned by this fearful lesson. It is not impressive. Does it not now recur to your mind. How confident were you then! Can you conceive confidence more firm. It cannot be firmer than firmest . . How then will you again dare to expose yourself to what is so tyrannical whose tyranny you have so perfectly experienced. I hope I am not prejudiced. I attempt to be otherwise. I hope generally speaking I have appeared so to you. I attach little value to the monopoly of exclusive cohabitation. You know that I frequently have spoken slightly of it . . this I wd not value. Were this to have been yielded to you, & the sentiments with which we regarded each other still to have remained unchanged suppose not that I would have envied you what I too might share, what I should not much care utterly to resign (you see I am as explicit as you were) But it is not this alone, it is the consideration what men have chosen to make of this, from which I perhaps am not quite free, what [p. 3] you certainly retain what Harriet (the last the greatest consideration) still cherishes still cherishes as a prejudice interwoven with the fires of her being—This is the point; that if you lived with us you would be driven to this last consummation of your love for Harriet I can have little doubt: & this without being a sceptic as to your virtues. You would again deceive yourself. You would fancy it was virtue, & passion prolific in excuses would coin thousands when so great was to be the purchase Your last letter I have read as I wou[ld] read your soul . . . . yet oh! How inconsistent is passion! Beware my friend, my dear unhappy friend whose wretchedness is mine how keenly words cannot.—
We remain at Keswick. We settle here at least for some time—I will never go to the South again—Adieu yours
Most affectionately most unalterably
Percy Shelley. | |
