PAINS AND TOILS OF AUTHORSHIP.

The craft of authorship is by no means so easy of practice as is

generally imagined by the thousands who aspire to its practice. Almost

all our works, whether of knowledge or of fancy, have been the product

of much intellectual exertion and study; or, as it is better expressed

by the poet--

“the well-ripened fruits of wise decay.”

Pope published nothing until it had been a year or two before him, and

even then his printer’s proofs were very full of alterations; and, on

one occasion, Dodsley, his publisher, thought it better to have the

whole recomposed than make the necessary corrections. Goldsmith

considered four lines a day good work, and was seven years in beating

out the pure gold of the _Deserted Village_. Hume wrote his _History of

England_ on a sofa, but he went quietly on correcting every edition till

his death. Robertson used to write out his sentences on small slips of

paper; and, after rounding them and polishing them to his satisfaction,

he entered them in a book, which, in its turn, underwent considerable

revision. Burke had all his principal works printed two or three times

at a private press before submitting them to his publisher. Akenside and

Gray were indefatigable correctors, labouring every line; and so was our

prolix and more imaginative poet, Thomson. On comparing the first and

latest editions of the _Seasons_, there will be found scarcely a page

which does not bear evidence of his taste and industry. Johnson thinks

the poems lost much of their raciness under this severe regimen, but

they were much improved in fancy and delicacy; the episode of Musidora,

“the solemnly ridiculous bathing scene,” as Campbell terms it, was

almost entirely rewritten. Johnson and Gibbon were the least laborious

in arranging their _copy_ for the press. Gibbon sent the first and only

MS. of his stupendous work (the _Decline and Fall_) to his printer; and

Johnson’s high-sounding sentences were written almost without an effort.

Both, however, lived and moved, as it were, in the world of letters,

thinking or caring of little else--one in the heart of busy London,

which he dearly loved, and the other in his silent retreat at Lausanne.

Dryden wrote hurriedly, to provide for the day; but his _Absalom and

Achitophel_, and the beautiful imagery of the _Hind and Panther_, must

have been fostered with parental care. St. Pierre copied his _Paul and

Virginia_ nine times, that he might render it the more perfect. Rousseau

was a very coxcomb in these matters: the amatory epistles, in his new

_Heloise_, he wrote on fine gilt-edged card-paper, and having folded,

addressed, and sealed them, he opened and read them in the solitary

woods of Clairens, with the mingled enthusiasm of an author and lover.

Sheridan watched long and anxiously for bright thoughts, as the MS. of

his _School for Scandal_, in its various stages, proves. Burns composed

in the open air, the sunnier the better; but he laboured hard, and with

almost unerring taste and judgment, in correcting.[9]

Lord Byron was a rapid composer, but made abundant use of the

pruning-knife. On returning one of his proof sheets from Italy, he

expressed himself undecided about a single word, for which he wished to

substitute another, and requested Mr. Murray to refer it to Mr. Gifford,

then editor of the _Quarterly Review_. Sir Walter Scott evinced his love

of literary labour by undertaking the revision of the whole of the

_Waverley_ Novels--a goodly freightage of some fifty or sixty volumes.

The works of Wordsworth, Southey, Coleridge, and Moore, and the

occasional variations in their different editions, mark their love of

the touching. Southey was, indeed, unwearied after his kind--a true

author of the old school. The bright thoughts of Campbell, which sparkle

like polished lances, were manufactured with almost equal care; he was

the Pope of our contemporary authors.[10] Allan Cunningham corrected but

little, yet his imitations of the elder lyrics are perfect centos of

Scottish feeling and poesy. The loving, laborious lingering of Tennyson

over his poems, and the frequent alterations--not in every case

improvements--that appear in successive editions of his works, are

familiar to all his admirers.

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