With my eyes yet in tears, I wish to thank you for your Poem. You know my idolatry for Lord Byron, who touches me more than any man except Shakespeare; nothing of his, in my opinion, ever showed more power than Rimini. There are passages however which wanted a friend's eye, before they went into the world. You belong to posterity or I would not talk to you thus. Pray let me talk to you sincerely upon this small point, and do not despise me while I do it. I am to breakfast with Mr. Hope tomorrow, whom I met this morning for the first time at Murray's. Your Poem is not to be public till Wednesday or Thursday. The account respecting Lord B. is I am sorry to say, too true. As soon as I know upon what grounds I am going I will come to you at Hampstead. I hope sincerely that I betrayed no want of temper on Sunday.
Yours ever truly
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