Page:Poems (Crabbe).djvu/18

 to oblige, but from a painful contention in his mind, between a desire of giving pleasure and a determination to speak truth. No man can, I think, publish a work without some expectation of satisfying those who are to judge of its merit: but I can, with the utmost regard to veracity, speak my fears, as predominating over every pre-indulged thought of a more favourable nature, when I was told that a judge so discerning, had consented to read and give his opinion of the, the poem I had prepared for publication. The time of suspense was not long protracted; I was soon favoured with a few words from Sir, who observed,—'If I knew how cautious Doctor was in giving commendation, I should be well satisfied with the portion dealt to me in his letter,'—Of that letter the following is a copy:

",

"I have sent you back Mr. 's Poem; which I read with great delight. It is original, vigorous, and elegant.—The alterations which I have made, I do not require him to adopt; for, my lines are, perhaps, not often better [than] his own: but he may take mine and his own together, and perhaps, between them, produce something better than either.—He is not to think his copy wantonly defaced: a wet sponge will wash all the red lines away, and leave the pages clean.—His