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I am not ashamed, afraid, or averse to tell you what ought to be told—that I am under the direction of messengers from heaven, daily and nightly. But the nature of such things is not, as some suppose, without trouble or care. Temptations are on the right hand and on the left. Behind, the sea of time and space roars and follows swiftly. He who keeps not right onwards is lost ; and if our footsteps slide in clay, how can we do otherwise than fear and tremble?

But I should not have troubled you with this account of my spiritual state, unless it had been necessary in explaining the actual cause of my uneasiness, into which you are so kind as to inquire : for I never obtrude such things on others unless questioned, and then I never disguise the truth. But if we fear to do the dictates of our angels, and tremble at the tasks set before us ; if we refuse to page: do spiritual acts because of natural fears or natural desires, who can describe the dismal torments of such a state!

Every one in eternity will leave you. You will be called the base Judas who betrayed his friend! But I am now no longer in that state, and now go on again with my task, fearless, though my path is difficult. I have no fear of stumbling while I keep it. My wife desires her kindest love to Mrs. Butts, and I have permitted her to send it to you also. We often wish that we could unite again in society, and hope that the time is not distant when we shall do so, being determined not to remain another winter here, but to return to London.

Naked we came here—naked of natural things—and naked we shall return: but while clothed with the Divine mercy, we are richly clothed in spiritual, and suffer all the rest gladly. Pray, give my love to Mrs. Butts and your family. February 25th, I entreated her to suspend her decision till I had time to send for the simply elegant sketches that I expected from Flaxman.

When these sketches reached me, I was not myself perfectly pleased with the shape of the lyre introduced by the sculptor, and presumptuously have tried myself to out-design my dear Flaxman himself, on this most animating occasion. I formed, therefore, a device of the Bible upright supporting The Task , with a laurel leaf and Palms , such as I send you, neatly copied by our kind Blake. I have sent other copies of the same to her ladyship and to Flaxman ; requesting the latter to tell me frankly how he likes my design, and for what sum he can execute the said design, with the background,—a firm slab of dove-coloured marble, and the rest white.

If her ladyship and Flaxman are as much pleased with my idea as the good Blake and Paulina page: of Lavant are, all our difficulties on this grand monumental contention will end most happily. Tell me how you , my dear Johnny, like my device. To enable you to judge fairly, even against myself, I desired the kind Blake to add for you, under the copy of my design, a copy of Flaxman's also, with the lyre whose shape displeases me. My brother tells me that he fears you are offended with me.

I fear so too, because there appears some reason why you might be so. But when you have heard me out, you will not be so. I have now given two years to the intense study of those parts of the art which relate to light and shade and colour, and am convinced that either my understanding is incapable of comprehending the beauties of colouring, or the pictures which I painted for you are page: Sig.

N 2 equal in every part of the art, and superior in one, to anything that has been done since the age of Raphael. All Sir J. Whereas Rubens and the Venetian painters may almost be said to have nothing else. Perhaps picturesque is somewhat synonymous to the word taste, which we should think improperly applied to Homer or Milton, but very well to Prior or Pope.

I suspect that the application of these words is to excellences of an inferior order, and which are incompatible with the grand style. You are certainly right in saying that variety of tints and forms is picturesque ; but it must be remembered, on the other hand, that the reverse of this uniformity of colour and a long continuation of lines produces grandeur.

There is nothing in the art which our painters do that I can confess myself ignorant of. I also know and understand, and can assuredly affirm, that the works I have done for you are equal to the Caracci or Raphael and I am now some years older than Raphael was when he died.

Be assured, my dear friend, that there is not one touch in those drawings and pictures but what came from my head and my heart in unison ; that I am proud of being their author, and grateful to you my employer ; and that I look upon you as the chief of my friends whom I would endeavour to please, because you, among all men, have enabled me to produce these things.

I would not send you a drawing or a picture till I had again reconsidered my notions of art, and had put myself back as if I was a learner. I have proved that I am right and shall now go on with the vigour I was, in my childhood, famous for. But I do not pretend to be perfect; yet, if my works have faults, Caracci's, Correggio's, and Raphael's have faults also. Let me observe that the yellow-leather flesh of old men, the ill-drawn and page: ugly young women, and above all, the daubed black and yellow shadows that are found in most fine, ay, and the finest pictures, I altogether reject as ruinous to effect, though connoisseurs may think otherwise.

Let me also notice that Caracci's pictures are not like Correggio's, nor Correggio's like Raphael's; and, if neither of them was to be encouraged till he did like any of the others, he must die without encouragement. My pictures are unlike any of these painters, and I would have them to be so. I think the manner I adopt more perfect than any other. No doubt they thought the same of theirs. On this I beg to say that they are what I intended them, and that I know I never shall do better; for, if I were to do them over again, they would lose as much as they gained, because they were done in the heat of my spirit.

But you will justly inquire why I have not written all this time to you. I answer I have been very unhappy, and could not think of troubling you about it, or any of my real friends I have written many letters to you which I burned and did not send. And why I have not before now finished the miniature I promised to Mrs. I answer I have not, till now, in any degree pleased myself, and now I must entreat you to excuse faults, for portrait-painting is the direct contrary to designing and historical painting, in every respect.

If you have not nature before you for every touch, you cannot paint portrait; and if you have nature before you at all, you cannot paint history. It was Michael Angelo's opinion and is mine. Pray give my wife's love with mine to Mrs. Assure her that it cannot be long before I have the pleasure of painting from you in person, and then that she may expect a likeness.

But now I have done all I could, and know she will forgive any failure in consideration of the endeavour. And now let me finish with assuring you that, though I have been very unhappy, I am so no longer. I am again emerged into the light of day; I still and shall to eternity embrace Christianity, and adore Him who is the express image of God; but I have travelled through perils and darkness not unlike a champion. I have conquered and shall go on conquering.

Nothing can withstand the fury of my course among the stars of God and in the abysses of the accuser. My enthusiasm is still what it was, only enlarged and confirmed. I now send two pictures, and hope you will approve of them.

I have inclosed the account of money received and work done, which page: I ought long ago to have sent you. Pray forgive errors in omission of this kind. I am incapable of many attentions which it is my duty to observe towards you, through multitude of employment, and through hope of soon seeing you again. I often omit to inquire of you, but pray let me now hear how you do, and of the welfare of your family.

A piece of seaweed serves for barometer, and gets wet and dry as the weather gets so. After I had finished my letter, I found that I had not said half what I intended to say, and in particular I wish to ask you what subject you choose to be painted on the remaining canvas which I brought down with me for there were three , and to tell you that several of the drawings were in great forwardness.

You will see by the inclosed account that the remaining number of drawings which you gave me orders for is eighteen. I will finish these with all possible expedition, if indeed I have not tired you, or, as it is politely called, bored you too much already ; or, if you would rather cry out, Enough, off, off!

Tell me in a letter of forgiveness if you were offended, and of accustomed friendship if you were not. But I will bore you more with some verses which my wife desires me to copy out and send you with her kind love and respect. They were composed above a twelvemonth ago, while walking from Felpham to Lavant, to meet my sister :—.

I also enclose you some ballads by Mr. Hayley, with prints to them by your humble servant. I should have sent them before now, but could not get anything done for you to please myself; for I do assure you that I have truly studied the two little pictures I now send, and do not repent of the time I have spent upon them.

I write in haste, having received a pressing letter from my Brother. I intended to have sent the Picture of the Riposo , which is nearly finished much to my satisfaction, but not quite. You shall have it soon. I now send the four numbers for Mr. Birch with best respects to him. The reason the Ballads have been suspended is the pressure of other business, but they will go on again soon.

Accept of my thanks for your kind and heartening letter. You have faith in the endeavours of me, your weak brother and fellow- page: disciple; how great must be your faith in our Divine Master! You are to me a lesson of humility, while you exalt me by such distinguishing commendations. I know that you see certain merits in me, which, by God's grace, shall be made fully apparent and perfect in Eternity. In the meantime I must not bury the talents in the earth, but do my endeavour to live to the glory of our Lord and Saviour ; and I am also grateful to the kind hand that endeavours to lift me out of despondency, even if it lifts me too high.

And now, my dear Sir, congratulate me on my return to London with the full approbation of Mr. Hayley and with promise. But alas! What is very pleasant, every one who hears of my going to London again applauds it as the only course for the interest of all concerned in my works; observing that I ought not to be away from the opportunities London affords of seeing fine pictures, and the various improvements in works of art going on in London.

I have written this Poem from immediate dictation, twelve or sometimes twenty or thirty lines at a time, without premeditation, and even against my will. The time it has taken in writing was thus rendered non-existent, and an immense Poem exists which seems to be the labour of a long life, all produced without labour or study. I mention this to show you what I think the grand reason of my being brought down here.

I have a thousand and ten thousand things to say to you. My heart is full of futurity. I perceive that the sore travail which has been given me these three years leads to glory and honour. Psalm a little before your letter arrived. I take your advice. I see the face of my Heavenly Father: He lays His hand upon my head, and gives a blessing to all my work. Why should I be troubled? Why should my heart and flesh cry out?

I will go on in the strength of the Lord; through Hell will I sing forth His praises: that the dragons of the deep may praise Him, and that those who dwell in darkness, and in the sea coasts may be gathered into His kingdom. Excuse my, perhaps, too great enthusiasm. Please to accept of and give our loves to Mrs. Butts and your amiable family, and believe me. I send you the Riposo , which I hope you will think my best picture, in many respects.

It represents the Holy Family in Egypt, guarded in their repose from those fiends, the Egyptian gods. And though not directly taken from a Poem of Milton's for till I had designed it Milton's Poem did not come into my thoughts , yet it is very similar to his Hymn on the Nativity , which you will find among his smaller Poems, and will read with great delight.

I have given, in the background, a building, which may be supposed the ruin of a part of Nimrod's Tower, which I conjecture to have spread over many countries; for he ought to be reckoned of the Giant brood. I have now on the stocks the following drawings for you :—1. Jephthah sacrificing his Daughter ; 2. Ruth and her Mother-in-law and Sister ; 3. The Three Maries at the Sepulchre ; 4.

The Death of Joseph ; 5. The Death of the Virgin Mary ; 6. Paul Preaching ; and 7. These are all in great forwardness, and I am satisfied that I improve very much, and shall continue to do so while I live, which is a blessing I can never be too thankful for both to God and man. We look forward every day with pleasure toward our meeting again in London with those whom we have learned to value by absence no less perhaps than we did by presence; for recollection often surpasses page: everything.

Indeed, the prospect of returning to our friends is supremely delightful. Then, I am determined that Mrs. Butts shall have a good likeness of you, if I have hands and eyes left; for I am become a likeness-taker, and succeed admirably well.

But this is not to be achieved without the original sitting before you for every touch, all likenesses from memory being necessarily very, very defective; but Nature and Fancy are two things, and can never be joined, neither ought any one to attempt it, for it is idolatry, and destroys the Soul. I ought to tell you that Mr. These works will be ornamented with engravings from designs by Romney, Flaxman, and your humble servant, and to be engraved also by the last-mentioned. The profits of the work are intended to be appropriated to erect a monument to the memory of Cowper in St.

Paul's or Westminster Abbey. Such is the project; and Mr. Addington and Mr. Pitt are both among the subscribers, which are already numerous and of the first rank. The price of the work is six guineas. I may praise it, since I dare not pretend to be any other than the secretary; the authors are in Eternity. I consider it as the grandest Poem that this world contains. Allegory addressed to the intellectual powers, while it is altogether hidden from the corporeal understanding, is my definition of the most sublime Poetry.

It is also somewhat in the same manner defined by Plato. This Poem shall, by Divine assistance, be progressively printed and ornamented with prints, and given to the Public. But of this work I take care to say little to Mr. He knows that I have writ it, for I have shown it to him, and he has read part by his own desire, and has looked with sufficient contempt to enhance my opinion of it. But I do not wish to imitate by seeming too obstinate in poetic pursuits.

But if all the world should set their page: faces against this, I have orders to set my face like a flint Ezekiel iii. As to Mr. I regard fashion in Poetry as little as I do in Painting: so, if both Poets and Painters should alternately dislike but I know the majority of them will not , I am not to regard it at all. But Mr. I know myself both Poet and Painter, and it is not his affected contempt that can move to anything but a more assiduous pursuit of both arts.

Indeed, by my late firmness, I have brought down his affected loftiness, and he begins to think I have some genius: as if genius and assurance were the same thing! But his imbecile attempts to depress me only deserve laughter. I say thus much to you, knowing that you will not make a bad use of it. But it is a fact too true that, if I had only depended on mortal things, both myself and my wife must have been lost. I shall leave every one in this country astonished at my patience and forbearanee of injuries upon injuries; and I do assure you that, if I could have returned to London a month after my arrival here, I should have done so.

But I was commanded by my spiritual friends to bear all and be silent, and to go through all without murmuring, and, in fine, [to] hope till my three years should be almost accomplished ; at which time I was set at liberty to remonstrate against former conduct, and to demand justice and truth ; which I have done in so effectual a manner that my antagonist is silenced completely, and I have compelled what should have been of freedom—my just right as an artist and as a man.

And if any attempt should be made to refuse me this, I am inflexible, and will relinquish any engagement of designing at all, unless altogether left to my own judgment, as you, my dear friend, have always left me; for which I shall never cease to honour and respect you. Till we meet I beg of God our Saviour to be with you and me, and yours and mine. Pray give my and my wife's love to Mrs. Butts and family, and believe me to remain.

I send seven Drawings, which I hope will please you. This, I believe, about balances our account. Our return to London draws on apace. Our expectation of meeting again with you is one of our greatest pleasures. Pray tell me how your eyes do. I never sit down to work but I think of you, and feel anxious for the sight of that friend whose eyes have done me so much good.

I omitted, very unaccountably, to copy out in my last letter that passage in my rough sketch, which related to your kindness in offering to exhibit my two last pictures in the Gallery in Berners-street. The trouble you take on my account, I trust, will be recompensed to you by Him who seeth in secret.

If you should find it convenient to do so, it will be gratefully remembered by me among the other numerous kindnesses I have received from you. I go on with the remaining subjects which you gave me commission to execute for you; but I shall not be able to send any more before my return, though, perhaps, I may bring some with me finished. The wretched man has terribly perjured himself, as has his comrade; for, as to sedition, not one word relating to the King or Government was spoken by either him or me.

His enmity arises from my having turned him out of my garden, into which he was invited as an assistant by a gardener at work therein, without my knowledge that he was so invited. I desired him, as politely as possible, to go out of the garden ; he made me an impertinent answer. I insisted on his leaving the garden; he refused. I still persisted in desiring his departure. He then threatened to knock out my eyes, with many abominable imprecations, and with some contempt for my person; it affronted my foolish pride.

I therefore took him by the elbows, and pushed him before me till I had got him out. There I intended to have left him ; but he, turning about, put himself into a posture of defiance, threatening and swearing at me. I, perhaps foolishly and perhaps not, stepped out at the gate, and, putting aside his blows, took him again by the elbows, and, keeping his back to me, pushed him forward down the road about fifty yards—he all the while endeavouring to turn round and strike me, and raging and cursing, which drew out several neighbours.

At length, when I had got him to where he was quartered, which was very quickly done, we were met at the gate by the master of the house—the Fox Inn— who is the proprietor of my cottage and his wife and daughter, and the man's comrade, and several other people. My landlord compelled the soldiers to go indoors, after many abusive threats against me and my wife from the two soldiers; but not one word of threat on account of sedition was uttered at that time.

This method of revenge was planned between them after they had got together into the stable. This is the whole outline. I have for witnesses:—the gardener, who is ostler at the Fox, and who evidences that, to his knowledge, no word of the remotest tendency to Government or sedition was uttered; our next-door neighbour, a miller's wife who saw me turn him before me down the road, and saw and heard all that happened at the gate of the inn , who evidences that no expression of threatening on account of sedition was uttered in the heat of their fury by either of the dragoons.

This was the woman's own remark, and does high honour to her good sense, as she observes that, whenever a quarrel happens, the offence is always repeated. The landlord of the inn and his wife and daughter will evidence the same, and will evidently prove the comrade perjured, who swore that he heard me, while at the gate, page: utter seditious words, and d—— the K—— , without which perjury I could not have been committed ; and I had no witnesses with me before the justices who could combat his assertion, as the gardener remained in my garden all the while, and he was the only person I thought necessary to take with me.

I have been before a bench of justices at Chichester this morning; but they, as the lawyer who wrote down the accusation told me in private, are compelled by the military to suffer a prosecution to be entered into, although they must know, and it is manifest, that the whole is a fabricated perjury.

I have been forced to find bail. Hayley was kind enough to come forward, and Mr. Seagrave, printer at Chichester; Mr. So I shall have the satisfaction to see my friends in town before this contemptible business comes on. I say contemptible, for it must be manifest to every one that the whole accusation is a wilful perjury. Thus you see, my dear friend, that I cannot leave this place without some adventure. It has struck a consternation through all the villages round. Every man is now afraid of speaking to, or looking at, a soldier: for the peaceable villagers have always been forward in expressing their kindness for us, and they express their sorrow at our departure as soon as they hear of it.

Every one here is my evidence for peace and good neighbourhood; and yet, such is the present state of things, this foolish accusation must be tried in public. Well, I am content, I murmur not, and doubt not that I shall receive justice, and am only sorry for the trouble and expense. I have heard that my accuser is a disgraced sergeant: his name is John Scholfield. Perhaps it will be in your power to learn somewhat about the man. I am very ignorant of what I am requesting of you; I only suggest what I know you will be kind enough to excuse if you can learn nothing about him, and what, I as well know, if it is possible, you will be kind enough to do in this matter.

Dear Sir, this perhaps was suffered to clear up some doubts, and to give opportunity to those whom I doubted to clear themselves of all imputation. If a man offends me ignorantly, and not designedly, surely I ought to consider him with favour and affection. Perhaps the simplicity of myself is the origin of all offences committed against me. I have found it. It is certain that a too passive manner, inconsistent with my active physiognomy, had done me much mischief.

I must now express to you page: Sig. O my conviction that all is come from the spiritual world for good and not for evil. Give me. Burn what I have peevishly written about any friend. I have been very much degraded and injuriously treated ; but if it all arise from my own fault, I ought to blame myself. This is but too just a picture of my present state. I pray God to keep you and all men from it, and to deliver me in His own good time.

Pray write to me, and tell me how you and your family enjoy health. My much-terrified wife joins me in love to you and Mrs. Butts and all your family. I again take the liberty to beg of you to cause the inclosed letter to be delivered to my brother, and remain sincerely and affectionately. I hasten to write to you by the favour of Mr. I have been with Mr. Saunders who has now in his possession all Mr. He has promised to write a list of all that he has in his possession, and of all that he remembers of Mr.

Romney's paintings, with notices where they now are, as far as his recollection will serve. The picture of Christ in the Desert he supposes page: Sig. O 2 to be one of those which he has rolled on large rollers. He will take them down and unroll them, but cannot do it easily, as they are so large as to occupy the whole length of his workshop, and are laid across beams at the top. Flaxman is now out of town. When he returns I will lose no time in setting him to work on the same object. I have got to work after Fuseli for a little Shakespeare.

Johnson the bookseller tells me that there is no want of work. I called on Mr. Evans who gives small hopes of our ballads; he says he has sold but fifteen numbers at the most, and that going on would be a certain loss of almost all the expenses. I then proposed to him to take a part with me in publishing them on a smaller scale, which he declined on account of its being out of his line of business to publish, and a line in which he is determined never to engage, attaching himself wholly to the sale of fine editions of authors and curious books in general.

He advises that some publisher should be spoken to who would purchase the copyright: and, as far as I can judge of the nature of publication, no chance is left to one out of the trade. Thus the case stands at present. God send better times. Everybody complains, yet all go on cheerfully and with spirit.

The shops in London improve ; everything is elegant, clean, and neat; the streets are widened where they were narrow; even Snow Hill is become almost level and is a very handsome street, and the narrow part of the Strand near St. Clement's is widened and become very elegant. My wife continues poorly, but fancies she is better in health here than by the seaside.

We both sincerely pray for the health of Miss Poole and for all our friends in Sussex, and remain, dear sir,. I write immediately on my arrival, not merely to inform you that in a conversation with an old soldier, who came in the coach with me, I learned that no one, not even the most expert horseman, ought ever to mount a trooper's horse. They are taught so many tricks, such as stopping short, falling down on their knees, running sideways, and in various and innumerable ways endeavouring to throw the rider, that it is a miracle if a stranger escape with his life.

All this I learn'd with some alarm, and heard also what the soldier said confirmed by another person in the coach. I therefore, as it is my duty, beg and entreat you never to mount that wretched page: horse again, nor again trust to one who has been so educated. God our Saviour watch over you and preserve you. I have seen Flaxman already, as I took to him, early this morning, your present to his scholars.

He and his are all well and in high spirits, and welcomed me with kind affection and generous exultation in my escape from the arrows of darkness. I intend to see Mr. Lambert and Mr. Johnson, bookseller, this afternoon.

My poor wife has been near the gate of death, as was supposed by our kind and attentive fellow inhabitant, the young and very amiable Mrs. Enoch, who gave my wife all the attention that a daughter could pay to a mother; but my arrival has dispelled the formidable malady, and my dear and good woman again begins to resume her health and strength.

Pray, my dear sir, favour me with a line concerning your health, how you have escaped the double blow both from the wretched horse and from your innocent humble servant, whose heart and soul are more and more drawn out towards you, Felpham and its kind inhabitants. I feel anxious and therefore pray to my God and Father for the health of Miss Poole, and hope that the pang of affection and gratitude is the gift of God for good. I am thankful that I feel it; it draws the soul towards eternal life, and conjunction with spirits of just men made perfect by love and gratitude,—the two angels who stand at Heaven's gate, ever open, ever inviting guests to the marriage.

O foolish Philosophy! Gratitude is Heaven itself; there could be no Heaven without gratitude; I feel it and I know it, I thank God and man for it, and above all, you, my dear friend and benefactor, in the Lord. Pray give my and my wife's duties to Miss Poole ; accept them yourself. I am now so well, thank God, as to get page: out, and have accordingly been to Mr.

Walker, who is not in town, being at Birmingham, where he will remain six weeks or two months. I took my Portrait of Romney as you desired, to show him. His son was likewise not at home, but I will again call on Mr. Walker jun. Sanders has one or two large Cartoons. The subject he does not know. They are folded up on the top of his workshop : the rest he packed up and sent into the North.

I showed your letter to Mr. John Romney to Mr. Flaxman who was perfectly satisfied with it. I seal'd and sent it immediately, as directed by Mr. Sanders, to Kendall, Westmoreland. Sanders expects Mr. Romney in town soon. Note, your letter to Mr. Romney; I sent off the money after I received it from you, being then in health.

I have taken your noble present to Mr. Rose, and left it with charge, to the servant, of great care. The writing looks very pretty. I was fortunate in doing it myself, and hit it off excellently. I have not seen Mr. Flaxman is not at all acquainted with Sir Allan Chambre ; recommends me to inquire concerning him of Mr.

My brother says he believes Sir Allan is a Master in Chancery. Edwards twice for Lady Hamilton's direction, was so unfortunate as to find him out both times; I will repeat my call on him to-morrow morning. My dear sir I wish now to satisfy you that all is in a good train; I am going on briskly with the Plates, find everything promising; work in abundance; and if God blesses me with health, doubt not yet to make a figure in the great dance of life that shall amuse the spectators in the sky.

I thank you for my Demosthenes, which has now become a noble subject. My wife gets better every day. Hope earnestly that you have escaped the brush of my Evil Star, which I believe is now for ever fallen into the abyss. God bless and preserve you and our good Lady Paulina with the good things both of this life and of eternity. And with you, my much admired and respected Edward the Bard of Oxford, whose verses still sound upon my ear like the distant approach of things mighty and magnificent, like the sound of harps which I hear before the Sun's rising, like the remembrance of Felpham's waves and of the glorious and far-beaming Turret, like the villa of Lavant blessed and blessing.

God bless you all, O people of Sussex, around your Hermit and Bard. So prays the emulator of both his and your mild and happy temper of soul. I called yesterday on Mr. Braithwaite as you desired, and found him quite as cheerful as you describe him, and by his appearance should not have supposed him to be near sixty, notwithstanding he was shaded by a green shade over his eyes.

He gives a very spirited assurance of Mr. John Romney's interesting himself in the great object of his father's fame, and thinks that he must be proud of such a work in such hands. As to the picture from Sterne which you desired him to procure for you, he has not yet found where it is; supposes that it may be in the north and that he may learn from Mr.

Romney, who will be in town soon. Read concerning the Life of Romney. He interests himself in it and has promis'd to procure dates of premiums? Read having a number of articles relating to Romney, either written or printed, which he promises to copy out for your use, as also the Catalogue of Hampstead Sale. He showed me a very fine portrait of Mrs. Siddons, by Romney, as the Tragic Muse; half-length, that is, the head and hands, and in his best style. He also desires me to express to you his wish that you would give the Public an engraving of that medallion by your son's matchless hand which is placed over his chimney-piece between two pretty little pictures, correct and enlarged copies from antique gems, of which the centre ornament is worthy.

He says that it is by far, in his opinion, the most exact resemblance of Romney he ever saw. I have furthermore the pleasure of informing you that he knew immediately my portrait of Romney, and assured me that he thought it a very great likeness. I wish I could give you a pleasant account of our beloved Councellor Rose , he, alas! Walker I have been so unfortunate as not to find at home, but I will call again in a day or two.

Neither Mr. Flaxman nor Mr. Edwards know Lady Hamilton's address: the house which Sir William lived in, in Piccadilly, she left some time ago. Edwards will procure her address for you, and I will send it immediately. Flaxman who with her admirable husband present their best compliments to you. He is so busy that I believe I shall never see him again but when I call on him; for he has never yet, since my return to London, had the time or grace to call on me. Flaxman and her sister give also their testimony to my likeness of Romney.

Flaxman I have not yet had an opportunity of consulting about it, but soon will. I inclose likewise the Academical Correspondence of Mr. Hoare the Painter, whose note to me I also inclose. For I did but express to him my desire of sending you a copy of his work, and the day after I received it with the note expressing his pleasure in your wish to see it. You would be much delighted with the man, as I assure myself you will be with his work. The plates of Cowper's monument are both in great forwardness and you shall have proofs in another week.

I assure you that I will not spare pains, and am myself very much satisfied that I shall do my duty and produce two elegant Plates. There is, however, a great deal of work on them that must and will have time. But I hastened to write to you about Mr. Hope when I send my proofs to give as good an account of Mr. My wife joins me in respects and love to you and desires with mine to present hers to Miss Poole. I begin with the latter end of your letter and grieve more for Miss Poole's ill-health than for my failure in sending the proofs, though I am very sorry that I cannot send before Saturday's coach.

Engraving is Eternal Work. The two plates are almost finished. You will receive proofs of them from Lady Hesketh, whose copy of Cowper's letters ought to be printed in letters of gold and ornamented with jewels of Heaven, Havilah, Eden, and all the countries where jewels abound. I curse and bless Engraving alternately because it takes so much time and is so intractable, though capable of such beauty and perfection.

My wife desires me to express her love to you, praying for Miss Poole's perfect recovery, and we both remain,. Flaxman advises that the drawing of Mr. Romney's which shall be chosen instead of the Witch if that cannot be recovered be Hecate, the figure with the torch and snake, which he thinks one of page: the finest drawings. The twelve impressions of each of the plates which I now send ought to be unrolled immediately that you receive them and put under somewhat to press them flat.

You should have had fifteen of each, but I had not paper enough in proper order for printing. There is now in hand a new edition of Flaxman's Homer with additional designs, two of which I am now engraving. I am uneasy at not hearing from Mr. I write to him by this post to inquire about it. Money in these times is not to be trifled with.

I have now cleared the way to Romney, in whose service I now enter again with great pleasure, and hope soon to show you my zeal with good effect. Am in hopes that Miss Poole is recovered, as you are silent on that most alarming and interesting topic in both your last letters.

God be with you in all things. My wife joins me in this prayer. You can have no idea, unless you were in London as I am, how much your name is loved and respected. I have the extreme pleasure of transmitting to you one proof of the respect which you will be pleased with, and I hope will adopt and embrace. Hoare, from Mr.

Phillips of St. Paul's Churchyard. It is, as yet, an entire secret between Mr. Phillips is a man of vast spirit and enterprize, with a solidity of character which few have; he is the man who applied to Cowper for that sonnet in favour of a prisoner at Leicester, which I believe you thought fit not to print; so you see he is spritually adjoined with us.

His connections throughout England, and indeed Europe and America, enable him to circulate publications to an immense extent, and he told Mr. Phillips considers you as the great leading character in literature, and his terms to others will amount to only one quarter of what he proposes to you. I send, inclosed, his terms, as Mr.

Hoare by my desire has given them to me in writing. Knowing your aversion to reviews and reviewing, I consider the present proposal as peculiarly adapted to your ideas. In short, if you see it as I see it, you will embrace this proposal on the score of parental duty. Literature is your child. She calls for your assistance! You, who never refuse to assist any, how remote so ever, will certainly hear her voice. Your answer to the proposal you will, if you think fit, direct to Mr.

Hoare, who is worthy of every confidence you can place in him. I have at length seen Mr. Hoare, after having repeatedly called on him every day and not finding him. I now understand that he page: received your reply to P. Phillips; he has not seen P. I took the liberty to tell him that I could not consider it so, but that as I understood you, you had accepted the spirit of P.

But if P. H has promised to see Mr. Phillips immediately, and to know what his intentions are; but he says perhaps Mr. I have seen our excellent Flaxman lately; he is well in health, but has had such a burn on his hand as you had once, which has hindered his working for a fortnight. It is now better; he desires to be most affectionately remembered to you; he began a letter to you a week ago; perhaps by this time you have received it; but he is also a laborious votary of endless work. Engraving is of so slow process, I must beg of you to give me the earliest possible notice of what engraving is to be done for the Life of Romney.

Endless work is the true title of engraving, as I find by the things I have in hand day and night. We feel much easier to hear that you have parted with your horse. Hope soon to hear that you have a living one of brass, a Pegasus of Corinthian metal; and that Miss Poole is again in such health as when she first mounted me on my beloved Bruno. I forgot to mention that Mr. Hoare desires his most respectful compliments to you. Speaks of taking a ride across the country to Felpham, as he always keeps a horse at Brighton.

My wife joins me in love to you. I thank you sincerely for Falconer, an admirable Poet, and the admirable prints to it by Fettler. Whether you intended it or not, they have given me some excellent hints in engraving; his manner of working is what I shall endeavour to adopt in many points.

I have seen the elder Mr. It is of Mr. Walker and family, the draperies put in by somebody else. It is a very excellent picture, but unfinished. The figures as large as life, half length, Mr. Walker also shew'd me a portrait of himself W. But above all, a picture of Lear and Cordelia , when he awakes and knows her,—an incomparable production which Mr. Other things I saw of Romney's first works,—two copies, perhaps from Borgognone, of battles; and Mr. Walker promises to collect all he can of information for you.

I much admired his mild and gentle, benevolent manners; it seems as if all Romney's intimate friends were truly amiable and feeling like himself. I have also seen Alderman Boydel, who has promised to get the number and prices of all Romney's prints as you desired. He has sent a Catalogue of all his Collection, and a Scheme of his Lottery; desires his compliments to you, says he laments your absence from London, as your advice would be acceptable at all times but especially at the present.

He is very thin and decay'd, and but the shadow of what he was; so he is now a Shadow's Shadow; but how can we expect a very stout man at eighty-five, which age he tells me he has now page: reached? You would have been pleas'd to see his eyes light up at the mention of your name. Flaxman agrees with me that somewhat more than outline is necessary to the execution of Romney's designs, because his merit is eminent in the art of massing his lights and shades.

I should propose to etch them in a rapid but firm manner, somewhat, perhaps, as I did the Head of Euler ; the price I receive for engraving Flaxman's outlines of Homer is five guineas each. I send the Domenichino, which is very neatly done. His merit was but little in light and shade ; outline was his element, and yet these outlines give but a faint idea of the finished prints from his works, several of the best of which I have.

I send also the French monuments, and inclose with them a catalogue of Bell's Gallery and another of the Exhibition which I have not yet seen. I mention'd the pictures from Steme to Mr. Walker; he says that there were several; one, a garden scene with uncle Toby and Obadiah planting in the garden; but that of Lefevre's Death he speaks of as incomparable, but cannot tell where it now is, as they were scatter'd abroad, being disposed of by means of a raffle. He supposes it is in Westmoreland ; promises to make every inquiry about it.

Accept also of my thanks for Cowpers third volume, which I got, as you directed, of Mr. I have seen Mr. He says that the last session was a severe labour, indeed it must be so to a man just out of so dreadful a fever. I also thank you for your very beautiful little poem on the King's recovery; it is one of the prettiest things I ever read, and I hope the King will live to fulfil the prophecy and die in peace: but at present, poor man, I understand he is poorly indeed, and times threaten worse than ever.

I must now express my sorrow and my hopes for our good Miss Poole, and so take my leave for the present with the joint love of my good woman, who is still stiff-knee'd but well in other respects. I suppose page: Sig. P 2 an American would tell me that Washington did all that was done before he was born, as the French now adore Buonaparte and the English our poor George; so the Americans will consider Washington as their god.

This is only Grecian, or rather Trojan, worship, and perhaps will be revis'd? In the meantime I have the happiness of seeing the Divine countenance in such men as Cowper and Milton more distinctly than in any prince or hero. Phillips has sent a small poem, he would not tell the author's name, but desired me to inclose it for you with Washington's Life.

Carr call'd on me, and I, as you desired, have him a history of the reviewing business as far as I am acquainted with it. He desires me to express to you that he would heartily deovte himself to the business in all its laborious parts, if you would take on you the direction; and he thinks it might be done with very little trouble to you.

He is now going to Russia; hopes that the negotiations for this business is not wholly at an end, but that on his return he may still perform his best, as you assistant in it. I have delivered the letter to Mr. Edwards, who will give it immediately to Lady Hamilton. Walker I have again seen; he promises to collect numerous particulars concerning Romney and send them to you—wonders he has not had a line from you; desires me to assure you of his with to give every information in his power.

Says that I shall have Lear and Cordelia to copy if you desire it should be done; supposes that Romney was about eighteen when he painted it; it is therefore doubly interesting. Walker is truly an amiable man; spoke of Mr. Green as the oldest friend of Romney, who knew most concerning him of any one; lamented the little difference that subsisted between you, speaking of you both with great affection.

Flaxman has also promised to write all he knows or can collect concerning Romney, and send to you. Sanders has promised to write to Mr. Romney immediately, desiring him to give us liberty to copy any of his father's designs that Mr. Flaxman may select for that purpose; doubts not at all of Mr. Romney's readiness to send any of the cartoons to London you desire; if this can be done it will be all that could be wished. I spoke to Mr. Flaxman about choosing out proper subjects for our purpose; he has promised to do so.

I hope soon to send you Flaxman's advice upon this article. When I repeated to Mr. Hayley's name in my books, but please to express to him my hope that he will consider me as the page: sincere friend of Mr. Johnson, who is I have every reason to say both the most generous and honest man I ever knew, and with whose interest I should be so averse to interfere that I should wish him to have the refusal first of anything before it should be offered to me, as I know the value of Mr.

Hayley's connexion too well to interfere between my best friend and him. Rose repeated to me his great opinion of Mr. Johnson's integrity while we were talking concerning Seagrave's printing: it is but justice therefore, to tell you that I perceive a determination in the London booksellers to injure Seagrave in your opinion, if possible.

Johnson may be very honest and very generous, too, where his own interest is concerned, but I must say that he leaves no stone unturn'd to serve that interest, and often I think unfairly; he always has taken care, when I have seen him, to rail against Seagrave, and I perceive that he does the same by Mr.

Phillips took care to repeat Johnson's railing to me, and to say that country printers could not do anything of consequence. Luckily he found fault with the paper which Cowper's Life is printed on, not knowing that it was furnish'd by Johnson.

This is swift work if literally true, but I am not apt to believe literally what booksellers say; and on comparing Cowper with Washington must assert that except paper which is Johnson's fault Cowper is far the best, both as to type and printing. Pray look at Washington as far as page , you will find that the type is smaller than from to , the whole middle of the book being printed with a larger and better type than the two extremities ; also it is carefully hot-pressed.

I say thus much being urged thereto by Mr. Rose's observing some defects in Seagrave's work, which I conceive were urged upon him by Johnson : and as to the time the booksellers would take to execute any work, I need only refer to the little job which Mr. Johnson was to get done for our friend Dally. He promised it in a fortnight, and it is now three months and is not yet completed. I could not avoid say- page: ing thus much in justice to our good Seagrave, whose replies to Mr.

Johnson's aggravating letters have been represented to Mr. Rose in an unfair light, as I have no doubt; because Mr. Johnson has, at times, written such letters to me as would have called for the sceptre of Agamemnon rather than the tongue of Ulysses, and I will venture to give it as my settled opinion that if you suffer yourself to be persuaded to print in London you will be cheated every way; but, however, as some little excuse, I must say that in London every calumny and falsehood utter'd against another of the same trade is thought fair play.

This makes your lot truly enviable, and the country is not only more beautiful on account of its expanded meadows, but also on account of its benevolent minds. My wife joins with me in the hearty wish that you may long enjoy your beautiful retirement. I am, with best respects to Miss Poole, for whose health we constantly send wishes to our spiritual friends,. Walker says that Mr. Cumberland is right in his reckoning of Romney's age. Flaxman told me that Mr.

Romney was three years in Italy; that he returned twenty-eight years since. Humphry, the Painter, was in Italy the same time with Mr. Romney lodged at Mr. Richter's, Great Newport Street, before he went; took the house in Cavendish Square immediately on his return; but as Flaxman has promised to put pen to paper you may expect a full account of all he can collect. Sanders does not know the time when Mr. And I just think that largely that is not going to appeal to women.

Those melodic basslines are insultingly simple and aggressive and annoying. While the evocation of death metaphors may seem to buy into the notion of the origin myth—in the sense that American dubstep acts as a force of decay on the British original—they are rather used to emphasize the transnational process of exchange as one of negotiation and constant reciprocal influence.

Throughout the history of EDM, death has been evoked as a way of dealing with constant cultural change, by highlighting the ephemeral nature of the culture as fleeting experiences, immortalized upon the moment of finality through the workings of collective memory. Mainstream culture allows this self-negation to materialize. In the states, people go to dubstep raves and people die. Here, people come to party and be proud of the sound we gave the world.

The dubstep wars therefore highlight an interesting moment in the negotiation of a transnationalist identity in which the pride of a local scene resonates with certain strains of xenophobic nationalism. Indeed, historicization through the origin myth attempts to cancel prior stylistic influences—historicization as erasure, British dubstep as originary itself, outside of influence. As a discursive formation, the debates of realness and authenticity in EDM culture most recently materialized in the dubstep wars thus reflect the culture as a constantly changing entity, bound up in a transnational web of influence.

EDM culture as a heterogeneous, culturally different entity functions precisely by utilizing those homogenizing strategies of nationalism—historicization, the origin myth, and other authenticity tropes. In recognizing the more complex nationalist strategies of repulsion, rather than attraction, a transnationalist vision of the culture allows us to preserve cultural difference as highly localized, without ignoring its homogeneous structuring within the global framework.

While social media networks helped in bringing the murky sound of British dubstep across the Atlantic, trends in ubiquitous computing and an increasingly transmedial space of digital audio production have taken the music outside of the club and onto the screen. With the rise of smartphone apps for making EDM, rhythm and music-based video games, and dubstep as the omnipresent soundtrack to countless cross-platform media products, EDM has spread like an Internet meme—at a speed that matches gradually rising online bandwidth and at the scale of a computer virus.

The most prominent use of dubstep as a transmedial form comes from video game and movie trailers. Joe , to dystopian first-person shooter video games such as Borderlands , Far Cry 3 , and Call of Duty: Black Ops 2 , modulated oscillator wobbles and bass portamento drops consistently serve as sonic amplifiers of the male action hero at the edge.

I propose that the prefix hyper- may connect hypermediation and cinematic hypermasculinity not just as an obvious spectacle of excess but also a function of speed. Palmer , 7. Here, the algorithmic control inherent to digital forms of production is externalized through portrayals of dominating male figures that assert similar modes of control over their virtual environments.

On a sonic level, brostep epitomizes post-cinematic, as well as digital maximalist descriptions. Listening, you can hear the conditions under which the music came into being: bodies rigid with tension as they click the mouse; eyes fucked by the red-eye effects of ganja and staring at a computer screen all day. Reynolds In the dubstep era, the convergence of action cinema, video games, and EDM production has indeed altered the image of the digital musician.

Despite utopian arguments for the universal accessibility of music in the globalized digital age, gatekeepers of authenticity remain vigilant in protecting specific, culturally, and geographically situated musical forms from becoming corrupted by external influence.

The resulting culture wars often amplify existing power plays over race, gender, and class while inculcating new forms of musical practice that do, indeed, broaden the scope of EDM audiences. With the rise of social media networks in viral capitalism, this dialectic between local and global style moves at increasingly fragmented intervals, as new subgenres emerge at a frantic pace. In just a few years, the dominant paradigm of EDM shifted from dubstep to moombahton to trap to bounce, constantly altering audience demographics and geographic nodes of practice along the way.

As this push and pull between micro and macro styles continues to shape the soundscape of EDM culture, it becomes increasingly necessary to document these dialectical histories. Appadurai, Arjun. Modernity at Large: Cultural Dimensions of Globalization. Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press. Find this resource:. Butler, Mark. Bloomington: Indiana University Press.

Chapman, Dale. Clavin, Patricia. Engel, Carl. Eshun, Kodwo. London: Quartet Books. Farrugia, Rebekah. Chicago: University of Chicago Press. Fernandes, Sujatha. Fikentscher, Kai. Lysloff and Leslie C. Gay Jr. Fishkin, Shelley Fisher. Forman, Murray. Hall, Stuart. Hassan, Suridh, dir. Bassweight [DVD]. London: SRK Studios.

Heath, Scott R. Henriques, Julian. London: Continuum. Jenkins, Henry. Madrid, Alejandro L. Nor-Tec Rifa! Electronic Dance Music from Tijuana to the World. New York: Oxford University Press. Middleton, Richard. New York: Routledge. Mitchell, Tony. Palmer, Lorrie. Reynolds, Simon. Thornton, Sarah. Toynbee, Jason. Toynbee, Jason, and Byron Dueck, eds. Migrating Music. Wilson, Olly. Diary of an Afro Warrior. Tempa CD Originally released in Blake, James. James Blake. Cooly, G.

Digital Mystikz and Loefah. DMZ Dillon Francis and Diplo featuring Maluca. Express Yourself. Mad Decent MAD DJ Sandrinho. Baile Funk Masters 1. Man Recordings MAN Kode9 and The Space Ape. Glass Swords. Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites. Mau5trap Recordings MAU Various Artists. Emphasis added. As far back as the s, bands like Einsturzende Neubauten and other industrial music acts sonically evoked metaphors of death by way of industrial decay. Similar aesthetics were influential in the development of ambient electronic and glitch music in the s.

Perhaps most obviously, Detroit Techno reflected a dystopian edge that was directly connected to the urban decay in its home city. Created by the author.

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In terms of genre, it is hard to put a single word on was Mr. Blake is trying to convey. In this case, the best way to describe it on his terms would be experimental. Not quite dub-step, not quite a big dance tune, not quite a ballad.

Just an electronic and harmonic space. That's definitely something to love about James Blake. He manages to produce a wonderful "space" in his music. One minute the music is phasing his electronic rhodes and auto-tuned voice in all directions then two tracks later he is singing a cover of Joni Mitchell's "A Case of You. Some standout tracks are: 1. This is a song that, when in the right state of mind, one can become completely lost.

The tone is a new extention of the previous track with tight drums answering to one another. He sings beautifully and with such conviction. James Blake clearly creates the music that he wants to make. There are no outside influences twisting his sound into something more palatable, consumable, or sellable.

If you enjoyed Blake's first album then give this one a chance. Don't be so swift to shut it out. And remember, keep your ears open! One person found this helpful. Granted James Blake has a unique voice. Unfortunately that is the only good song. I'm not sure what his producers were thinking when they put in all those are other tracks of just really strange music. Save your money. Just buy a case of you. It's so worth it.

Soooo I bought previous cds based on songs I heard on satellite radio. As a whole most of the music sounds like content one might hearon a dramatic scene from the walking dead. Nonetheless I took a chance on cd a this one of the most musical purchased I ever made. It's really depressing and awful!!!!! I guess I'm not a true fan. This cd is dark.

I gave it one star only because I had to. Something about James Blake's voice drives me crazy. I love it. I probably listened to this album 20 times back-to-back after I purchased it. I "A Case of You" cover is great. It would make Joni Mitchell jealous. Download it for yourself and see.

This record is great on it's own merits, but it has also proven to be a powerful aphrodisiac as well. Yes, I also reviewed Overgrown this way. It's hard to go wrong with this album. It is beautiful from beginning to end. This album on vinyl is practically heaven!

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There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later. Verified Purchase. In terms of genre, it is hard to put a single word on was Mr. Blake is trying to convey. In this case, the best way to describe it on his terms would be experimental. Not quite dub-step, not quite a big dance tune, not quite a ballad.

Just an electronic and harmonic space. That's definitely something to love about James Blake. He manages to produce a wonderful "space" in his music. One minute the music is phasing his electronic rhodes and auto-tuned voice in all directions then two tracks later he is singing a cover of Joni Mitchell's "A Case of You.

Some standout tracks are: 1. This is a song that, when in the right state of mind, one can become completely lost. The tone is a new extention of the previous track with tight drums answering to one another. He sings beautifully and with such conviction. James Blake clearly creates the music that he wants to make. There are no outside influences twisting his sound into something more palatable, consumable, or sellable.

If you enjoyed Blake's first album then give this one a chance. Don't be so swift to shut it out. And remember, keep your ears open! One person found this helpful. Granted James Blake has a unique voice. Unfortunately that is the only good song. I'm not sure what his producers were thinking when they put in all those are other tracks of just really strange music. Save your money. Just buy a case of you. It's so worth it. Soooo I bought previous cds based on songs I heard on satellite radio.

As a whole most of the music sounds like content one might hearon a dramatic scene from the walking dead. Nonetheless I took a chance on cd a this one of the most musical purchased I ever made. It's really depressing and awful!!!!! I guess I'm not a true fan.

This cd is dark. I gave it one star only because I had to. Something about James Blake's voice drives me crazy. I love it. I probably listened to this album 20 times back-to-back after I purchased it. I "A Case of You" cover is great. It would make Joni Mitchell jealous. Download it for yourself and see.

This record is great on it's own merits, but it has also proven to be a powerful aphrodisiac as well. Yes, I also reviewed Overgrown this way. It's hard to go wrong with this album. It is beautiful from beginning to end. Into The Red. Do You Ever. If I'm Insecure. How We Got By feat. Are You In Love? To The Last. Take A Fall For Me. Go Easy, Kid. Love Me In Whatever Way. Power On. I Keep Calling. Both Sides Of A Smile. Digital Lion. Lullaby For My Insomniac.

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