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Edward Peacock Letter to an Unidentified Correspondent
Refers to a question raised in his editing of John Myrc's Instructions for Parish Priests.
THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK LETTERS TO
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Thomas Love Peacock
Excerpt from Thomas Love Peacock: Letters to Edward Hookham and Percy B. Shelley With Fragments of Unpublished Mss Lines on the Death of Julia Hobhouse, Lord Broughton's Daughter Accept, bright Spirit, rest in life's best bloom, This votive wreath to thy untimely tomb! Formed to adorn all scenes and charm in all, The fire-side circle and the courtly hall; Thy friends to gladden, and thy home to bless; Fair form thou hadst, and grace, and graciousness. A mind that sought, a tongue that spoke the truth, And thought matured beneath the smile of youth. Dear, dear young friend, ingenuous, cordial heart! And can it be that thou shouldst first depart? That Age should sorrow o'er thy youthful shrine...
