Letters of Hannah More to Zachary Macaulay, Containing Notices of Lord Macaulay's Youth; Edited and Arranged by Arthur Roberts

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 edition. Excerpt: ... circuit of visitation round her happy residence, when her presence carried joy and consolation, and instruction, to the scenes of want and woe, and brutal ignorance, we feel a sort of kindred cord which binds us to her, together with the whole human race."--British Review, vol . xviii., pp. 102, 109. [January 1821.] My Dear Feiend, --I send some doggerel verses. I think they are below Hannah, but may be about equal to Margaret's attainments. I wrote, or rather spoke them, of an evening, while I was nursing the sick child, * who, at the worst, was always crying out for poetry, and I wrote them down on the following mornings. The "New Testament" shall follow soon. I have been quite alone above a month, during which I had a severe attaek . A violent shivering fit was prelude to a high fever; but, through the mercy of God, it did not last many days. I am tolerably again. I have many things I wish to say, but have been overdone with petty cares, which make up in number what they want in weight. I was never more busy even when I was better qualified for business. This is always the case at Christmas, and solitude was no bad thing for me. I don't see either in Hatchard's or Cadell's bill the two copies of the works I promised to send your General. I fear you have forgotten it. Pray recollect "Hints to a Princess," and "Strictures on Education." Miss Roberts's are coming to me. I hope you are all enjoying your Christmas, with your children, in health and comfort. * A child of one of her servants, whom Mrs More kindly befriended. Do things at all mend, either in the world of politics or commerce? I fear not. Tell Mrs M. I have just had three letters to announce the death of old Mr V. in Park Street. He was the oldest friend I had; much above half a...