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 Pain is probably too selfish a consideration, too simply a
consideration of self-attention. We pity poverty, loss of friends,
etc.,--more complex things, in which the sufferer's feelings are
associated with others. This is a rough thought suggested by the
presence of gout; I want head to extricate it and plane it. What is all
this to your letter? I felt it to be a good one, but my turn, when I
write at all, is perversely to travel out of the record, so that my
letters are anything but answers. So you still want a motto? You must
not take my ironical one, because your book, I take it, is too serious
for it. Bickerstaff might have used it for _his_ lucubrations. What do
you think of (for a title) Religio Tremuli? or Tremebundi? There is
Religio Medici and Laici. But perhaps the volume is not quite Quakerish
enough, or exclusively so, for it. Your own "Vigils" is perhaps the
best. While I have space, let me congratulate with you the return of
spring,--what a summery spring too! All those qualms about the dog and
cray-fish [1] melt before it. I am going to be happy and _vain_ again. A
hasty farewell, C. LAMB. [1] Lamb had confessed, in a previous letter to
Barton, to having once wantonly set a dog upon a cray-fish. LXXXII. TO
BERNARD BARTON. _May_ 15, 1824. Dear B. B.,--I am oppressed with
business all day, and company all night. But I will snatch a quarter of
an hour. Your recent acquisitions of the picture and the letter are
greatly to be congratulated. I too have a picture of my father and the
copy of his first love-verses; but they have been mine long. Blake is a
real name, I assure you, and a most extraordinary m