[Jpicedt-devel] . The eponymous hero, who chooses to be known merely by his initi

[Ransonet <gn...@ra...>]

Tention to abandon Regent Street, and West End perambulations (monastic
and terrible thought!) but occasionally to breathe the FRESHER AIR of
the metropolis. We shall put up a bedroom or two (all we want) for
occasional ex-rustication, where we shall visit, not be visited. Plays
too we'll see--perhaps our own. Urbani Sylvani, and Sylvan Urbanuses in
turns. Courtiers for a spurt, then philosophers. Old homely tell-truths
and learn-truths in the virtuous shades of Enfield. Liars again and
mocking gibers in the coffee-houses and resorts of London. What can a
mortal desire more for his bi-parted nature? O the curds and cream you
shall eat with us here! O the turtle soup and lobster sallads we shall
devour with you there! O the old books we shall peruse here! O the new
nonsense we shall trifle with over there! O Sir T. Browne!--here. O Mr.
Hood and Mr. Jerdan there! thine, C(urbanus) L(sylvanus) (ELIA ambo)--
Inclos'd are verses which Emma sat down to write, her first, on the eve
after your departure. Of course they are only for Mrs. H.'s perusal.
They will shew you at least that one of our party is not willing to cut
old friends. What to call 'em I don't know. Blank verse they are not,
because of the rhymes.--Rhimes they are not, because of the blank verse.
Heroics they are not, because they are lyric, lyric they are not,
because of the Heroic measure. They must be called EMMAICS.-- * * * * *
The full charm of the long early letters, with their pleasant
expatiations on literary themes can scarcely be sampled without doing
violence. The various editions in which the letters are obtainable will
be found referred to in the bibliographical list at the end of this
little bo