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                <title>Letter to <persName ref="#Haydon">B.R. Haydon</persName>, 31 October
               1821.</title>
                <author ref="#MRM">Mary Russell Mitford</author>
                <editor ref="#ebb">Elisa E. Beshero-Bondar</editor>
                <sponsor>
                    <orgName>Mary Russell Mitford Society: Digital Mitford
               Project</orgName>
                </sponsor>
                <sponsor>University of Pittsburgh at Greensburg</sponsor>
                <principal>Elisa Beshero-Bondar</principal>
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                    <resp>Date last checked: <date when="2014-12-04">2014-12-04</date>
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                    <resp>Proofing and corrections by</resp>
                    <persName ref="#lmw">Lisa Wilson</persName>
                    <persName ref="#ghb">Gregory H. Bondar</persName>
                    <persName ref="#ebb">Elisa Beshero-Bondar</persName>
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                <edition>First digital edition in TEI, date: 2 June 2013. P5.</edition>
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                    <resp>Edition made with help from photos taken by</resp>
                    <orgName>Digital Mitford editors</orgName>
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                    <orgName>Digital Mitford</orgName>
                    <resp> photos files: <idno>1821-10-31-BRHaydon.pdf, 31October1821BRHaydon1.JPG, 31Oct1821BRHaydon4a.JPG, 31Oct1821BRHaydon3b.JPG, 31Oct1821BRHaydon2.jpg, 31Oct1821BRHaydon3.jpg</idno>
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                <date>2013</date>
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                <title>Digital Mitford Letters: The Mary Russell Mitford Archive</title>
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                        <collection>The letters of Mary Russell Mitford, vol. 4, 1819-1823</collection>
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                    <head>Letter from Mary Russell Mitford to B. R. Haydon, <date when="1821-10-31">31 October 1821</date>. </head>
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                                    <p>Folio sheet of <material>paper</material> folded in half to form four
                              quarto pages, with correspondence on 1-3 and address leaf on page 4,
                              then folded in thirds twice more and sealed for posting.</p>
                                    <p>Address leaf bearing the following postmarks: 1) black circular
                              mileage stamp <!-- Applied upon deposit of letter at local PO -->
                              reading <stamp>READING<lb/>
                                            <unclear>
                                                <gap quantity="1" unit="chars" reason="illegible"/>
                                            </unclear>
                                        </stamp>. 2) Red double circle Evening Duty stamp
                              <!-- Applied upon arrival in London --> reading <date when="1821-11-01">
                                            <stamp>B<lb/>1 NO 1<lb/>1821</stamp>
                                        </date>. 3)
                              Sepia-inked oval Delivery stamp
                              <!-- Applied upon transfer from Inland Mail to
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                              reading <stamp>
                                            <time>10 o'Clock</time>
                                            <lb/>
                                            <date>* NO * 1 *</date>
                                            <lb/>
                                            <date>1821</date> F.N<hi rend="superscript">n </hi>
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                                    </p>
                                    <p>A large 7 denoting the fee for a single-sheet letter has been written
                              in black ink by the postal service across the address leaf.</p>
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                <handNote xml:id="rc" medium="red_crayon"> Red crayon or thick red pencil. Probably a
               different hand from Mitford's drawing a diagonal line across pages 1-3.</handNote>
                <handNote xml:id="black_ink" medium="black_ink"> Someone cataloging the letters,
               apparently other than Mitford, wrote B R. Haydon Esq at the top of page 1.</handNote>
                <handNote corresp="#pencil" medium="pencil">Someone cataloging the letters, apparently
               other than Mitford, numbered each on page 1.</handNote>
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               following the first listed spelling in the Oxford English Dictionary. The long s and
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                    <witness xml:id="ebb">Elisa Beshero-Bondar</witness>
                    <witness xml:id="LEst1870">
                        <bibl>
                            <title>The Life of Mary Russell Mitford Related in a Selection from Her
                        Letters to Her Friends, Second and Revised edition</title>, 3 vols., Ed.
                        <author>Alfred Guy Kingan L’Estrange</author>. <pubPlace>London</pubPlace>:
                        <publisher>Richard Bentley</publisher>, <date>1870</date>. </bibl>
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                <opener>
                    <dateline>
                        <date when="1821-10-31">October 31<hi rend="superscript">st</hi> 1821.</date>
                        <name type="place">Three Mile Cross</name>
                    </dateline>
                    <salute>My dear Sir</salute>
                </opener>
                <p>The magnificent portion of bride cake arrived this morning &amp; shall be distributed
               as you desire. Yes, we will set half the pretty girls in the parish dreaming on it--I
               wanted to make a bargain with one<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> to whom I gave a bit just now<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> that she should tell me her dream--but she says that would destroy the charm<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">.</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">--If she told who the husband was to be she should never <del rend="squiggles">
                                <gap quantity="1" unit="word"/>
                            </del> get him.</lem>
                    </app> There was no saying a word after that<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> you know. By<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">-</rdg>
                    </app>the<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">-</rdg>
                    </app>bye<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> nothing but the sort of sacred air that breathes around Bridecake<app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">--so that to steal that would be to invade the sweetest &amp;
                     holiest of our affections &amp; sympathies--nothing but this fine &amp; general
                     feeling</lem>
                    </app> could have preserved your munificent present<app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">, </lem>
                    </app> &amp; brought it safe to us. By some accident it was sent<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> not by a <placeName ref="#Reading_city">Reading</placeName>
                    <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb"> Coach</lem>
                    </app> but a <placeName ref="#Newbury">Newbury</placeName>
                    <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870"> coach</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb"> one</lem>
                    </app>, &amp; found its way to <placeName ref="#ThreeMileCross">Three Mile
                  Cross</placeName>, after being carried half way to <placeName ref="#Newbury">Newbury</placeName>, through the intervention of all manner of men &amp;
               women--Post boys--&amp; Chambermaids &amp; keepers of Turnpike gates. But every thing
               belonging to such a <rs type="event" ref="#HaydonHymanWed">Wedding</rs> &amp; such a
               Honeymoon as yours will turn out right<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> depend on it. You see that your good luck extends even to your friends--&amp;
               travels about with your bride-cake. Oh<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">! </rdg>
                    </app> it will never forsake you<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">, never</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">! Never</lem>
                    </app>! I think that last honeymoon letter<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> written whilst the fair Bride was sitting<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> working<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> &amp; smiling at your side, was prettier even than the first. Did you read it
               to her as you wrote it? or <pb n="2"/> shall I send her a copy? It was worthy even of
               that charming seal. How much you must both have felt in going into your painting room<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">.</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">!--</lem>
                    </app> Will <title corresp="#Lazarus_Haydon">the Lazarus</title> be finished against next
               season? If any thing could improve your genius<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> it would be living in such a sunshine of love &amp; beauty.</p>
                <p>
                    <persName ref="#James_Miss">Miss James</persName> is<app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb"> very anxious to have the pleasure of being known to <persName ref="#Haydon_Mrs">Mrs. Haydon</persName>--She mentioned your note with great
                     delight, &amp; talked of calling--but was not I suppose certain of the time you
                     would return to <placeName>
                                <district ref="#Lisson_Grove">Lisson
                           Grove</district>
                            </placeName>. She is</lem>
                    </app> by this time back again at <placeName ref="#Richmond">Richmond</placeName>. I
               wished her very much to call on you Sunday or Monday<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> that she might leave with you my poor <title ref="#Foscari_MRMplay">Tragedy</title>
                    <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> which I <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">have</lem>
                    </app> should<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> of all things<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">, </rdg>
                    </app> have <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">liked</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">wished </lem>
                    </app> you to read<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">--indeed I begged her to take the chance--</lem>
                    </app>I have such an opinion of your judgment. But it is now out of her hands. Only
               think of my shocking ill luck in having written on the same subject with <persName ref="#Byron">Lord Byron</persName>--The story of <persName ref="#Foscari_Fr">Foscari</persName>
                    <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">!</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">--</lem>
                    </app>I am so distressed at <rs type="person" ref="#Byron">the idea of a competition,
                  not merely with his Lordship's talents, but with his great name, &amp; the strange
                  awe in which he holds people, &amp; the terrible scoffs &amp; sneers in which he
                  indulges himself</rs>, that I have written to <persName ref="#Talfourd_Thos">Mr.
                  Talfourd</persName> requesting him to consult another <del rend="squiggles">
                        <gap quantity="1" unit="word"/>
                    </del> friend on the propriety of entirely
               suppressing my play, which had gone to <placeName ref="#London_city">Town</placeName>
               to be presented to <persName ref="#Macready_Wm">the Manager</persName> the very day
               that the subject of <rs type="title" ref="#The_Two_Foscari">Lord Byron's</rs> was
                  announced.<note resp="#ebb">
                        <rs type="title" ref="#The_Two_Foscari">Lord Byron's
                     play</rs> was published by John Murray on <date when="1821-12-19">19 December
                     1821</date>. Byron had composed it between <date from="1821-06-12" to="1821-07-09">12 June and 9 July 1821</date> in <placeName ref="#Ravenna">Ravenna</placeName>.<!--ebb: Give more details: We need to determine the date that Byron's volume was announced, presumably in October.-->
                    </note>
               I rather think now that it will not be offered--that <persName ref="#Talfourd_Thos">Mr. Talfourd</persName> will suppress it--&amp; I heartily wish he may. <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">
                     <!-- App Lemma start: what follows is missing from L'Estrange -->My poor
                     <title ref="#Foscari_MRMplay">Tragedy</title> has been a work of great labour &amp; is certainly complete enough in
                     its own small way, but it is abundantly womanish &amp; feeble, &amp; does not
                     at all adhere to the literal historic truth--which would be a great
                     disadvantage in case <rs type="person" ref="#Byron">the noble author</rs>
                            <pb n="3"/> should have done so, &amp;
                     have made the public familiar with the facts. I hope it will not be offered.
                     What do you think of <persName ref="#Byron">Lord Byron's</persName> dramatic
                     power? <title ref="#Manfred">Manfred</title> was very fine certainly--perhaps
                     the finest thing he ever did--&amp; <title ref="#Marino_Faliero">Marino
                        Faliero</title> certainly the worst. But <persName ref="#Foscari_Fr">Foscari</persName> is a story of real human sympathy--not of factitious
                     sentiment--He will certainly succeed in that. If this play
                     <!-- App Lemma concludes. L'Estrange reads: If it be sent back... -->
                        </lem>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">If it</rdg>
                    </app>be sent back to me unoffered<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app> I shall immediately begin another <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">play</rdg>
                    </app> on some German story<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">, </rdg>
                    </app>&amp; shall take for the opening the exquisite first act of the <title ref="#Orestes_play">Orestes</title> of <persName ref="#Euripides">Euripides</persName>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">--which I saw acted so finely a fortnight ago, &amp; which it is
                     quite wonderful to think has never been transferred to the English stage.</lem>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">.</rdg>
                    </app> What astonishing people those Greek dramatists were! I am just now reading
                  <persName ref="#Potter_R">Potter</persName>'s <title ref="#Aeschylus_Potter">Aeschylus</title> with the intensity of admiration with which you <damage type="portion_of_seal"/> would look at the frescoes of <persName ref="#Michelangelo">Michael Angelo</persName>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">
                            <del type="crossout">&amp;</del>
                        </lem>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">.</rdg>
                    </app> Happening to express something of this enthusiasm to a scholar of very great
               name he answered--"<title ref="#Prom_Chained">The Prometheus</title>? Yes <app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">,</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <title ref="#Prom_Chained">the Prometheus</title> is rather pretty--prettyish-- one of the
               prettiest!" Now what business has <persName ref="#Potter_R">this man
               </persName> to know Greek<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">?</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">!</lem>
                    </app> And what business have I to be intruding so long on you?--Good bye my dear Sir<app>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">.</rdg>
                    </app> My <persName ref="#Mitford_Geo">Father</persName> &amp; <persName ref="#Russell_M">Mother</persName> join <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">
                            <add place="above">
                                <metamark place="below" function="insertion" rend="carat"/>me</add>
                        </lem>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">me</rdg>
                    </app> in every kind remembrance &amp; kinder wish to you &amp; to <persName ref="#Haydon_Mrs">Mrs Haydon</persName>. </p>
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                    <lb/>Ever most sincerely <app>
                        <lem wit="#ebb">your's</lem>
                        <rdg wit="#LEst1870">yours,</rdg>
                    </app>
                    <lb/>
                    <signed>
                        <app>
                            <lem wit="#ebb">MR. Mitford.</lem>
                            <rdg wit="#LEst1870">M. R. Mitford.</rdg>
                        </app>
                    </signed>
                    <lb/>
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                <postscript>
                    <p>
                        <app>
                            <lem wit="#ebb">Do not mention my <title ref="#Foscari_MRMplay">Foscari</title>
                        unless it should really be likely to come out of which you shall have the
                        earliest notice. But of that there is very little chance. Once more God
                        bless you. We have just been drinking your health &amp; your dear <persName ref="#Haydon_Mrs">Mary</persName>'s. Again Good bye <pb n="4"/>
                            </lem>
                        </app>
                    </p>
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                                <lem wit="#ebb">B. R. Haydon Esqre</lem>
                            </app>
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                                <lem wit="#ebb">
                                    <placeName>
                                        <district ref="#StJohns_Place">St. John's
                        Place</district>
                                    </placeName>
                                </lem>
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                                <lem wit="#ebb">
                                    <placeName>
                                        <district ref="#Lisson_Grove">Lisson Grove
                        North</district>
                                    </placeName>
                                </lem>
                            </app>
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                        <addrLine>
                            <app>
                                <lem wit="#ebb">
                                    <placeName>
                                        <district ref="#Regents_Park">Regent's Park</district>
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                        <addrLine>
                            <app>
                                <lem wit="#ebb">
                                    <placeName ref="#London_city">London</placeName>
                                </lem>
                            </app>
                        </addrLine>
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