MY DEAR COTTLE,

Neither Wordsworth nor myself could have been otherwise than

uncomfortable, if any but yourself had received from us the first

offer of our tragedies, and of the volume of Wordsworth's poems. At

the same time, we did not expect that you could with prudence and

propriety, advance such a sum as we should want at the time we

specified. In short, we both regard the publication of our tragedies

as an evil. It is not impossible but that in happier times they may be

brought on the stage: and to throw away this chance for a mere trifle,

would be to make the present moment act fraudulently and usuriously

towards the future time.

My tragedy employed and strained all my thoughts and faculties for

six or seven months; Wordsworth consumed far more time, and far more

thought, and far more genius. We consider the publication of them

an evil on any terms; but our thoughts were bent on a plan for the

accomplishment of which a certain sum of money was necessary, (the

whole) at that particular time, and in order to do this we resolved,

although reluctantly, to part with our tragedies: that is, if we

could obtain thirty guineas for each, and at less than thirty guineas

Wordsworth will not part with the copyright of his volume of poems. We

shall offer the tragedies to no one, for we have determined to procure

the money some other way. If you choose the volume of poems, at

the price mentioned, to be paid at the time specified, i.e. thirty

guineas, to be paid sometime in the last fortnight of July, you may

have them; but remember, my dear fellow! I write to you now merely as

a bookseller, and entreat you, in your answer, to consider yourself

only; as to us, although money is necessary to our plan [that of

visiting Germany], yet the plan is not necessary to our happiness; and

if it were, W. would sell his poems for that sum to some one else,

or we could procure the money without selling the poems. So I entreat

you, again and again, in your answer, which must be immediate,

consider yourself only.

Wordsworth has been caballed against _so long and so loudly_, that

he has found it impossible to prevail on the tenant of the Allfoxden

estate to let him the house, after their first agreement is expired,

so he must quit it at midsummer; whether we shall be able to procure

him a house and furniture near Stowey, we know not, and yet we must:

for the hills, and the woods, and the streams, and the sea, and the

shores would break forth into reproaches against us, if we did not

strain every nerve to keep their poet among them. Without joking, and

in serious sadness, Poole and I cannot endure to think of losing him.

At all events, come down, Cottle, as soon as you can, but before

midsummer, and we will procure a horse easy as thy own soul, and we

will go on a roam to Lynton and Lynmouth, which, if thou comest in

May, will be in all their pride of woods and waterfalls, not to speak

of its august cliffs, and the green ocean, and the vast valley of

stones, all which live disdainful of the seasons, or accept new

honours only from the winter's snow. At all events come down, and

cease not to believe me much and affectionately your friend.

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