In a Letter to B.F. Esq. at Sydney, Ne of a letter from t be to you in t strange oo ed, I feel some punctious visitings at my long silence. But, indeed, it is no easy effort to set about a corresponde our distaers betion. It is difficult to ceive retc. It is a sort of presumption to expect t os s is like ing for posterity: and reminds me of one of Mrs. Roions, "Alder to Strep; gel is no more t in sucercourse. One drops a packet at Lombard- street, and in ty-four s it as fres came i is only like . But suppose a tube let do one end, and t t o t of versation, if you k iing t ake tions of a s passage. Yet f primitive idea -- Platos man -- to re ourselves.

        Epistolary matter usually prisetopieiment, and puns. In tter, I include all non-serious subjects; or subjects serious in t treated after my fas, for ne desirable circumstance, I suppose, is t true. But y    I    rut before you get it unatably turn into a lie? For instanutual friend P. is at t ing -- my Noion. Ylad to . tural and friendly. But at t reading -- your Noo abate sometransport (i.e. at    least siderably to modify it. I am going to to re, I told me, in your land of d---d realities. You naturally lick your lips, and envy me my felicity. t a moment, and you    teful emotion.    is Sunday m es, is in a degree on to all postage. But if I sent you o Bat I ing treat t t you received telligence my full feast of fun    ter, as you al palate,    for you to foster a portion at least of t    my iion to produce. But ten mont upon t only does trutervals, un-essence    (ure a crude fi for t it may ripen into a trut a er I put upon you some t-maid! I remember gravely sulting you o receive o be rejected; and your no less serious replication in tter; enderly you advised an abstemious introdu of literary topics before tion not to be too for matters more elligence; your deliberate judgment, or ratence, s, and mops, could y be introduced as subjects;    aking of t manner ruer sense of respect for ills reating Beary cial civility paid to Becky as to a person of great    te into a ation. ties, I remember, on boto state ed to tenderness of a friend. I laug your solemn pleadings,    er my copy, ually instigated our friend (not to trimony,    to take it in its truest sense, you    ne bee ory to you; e, nor indeed care muc of veracity duct a corresponde suc; ter (rue present time of t ts.

        to se. It fares little better . to be served up ; or sent off in er-plates, t your friend may    almost as    ime to cool, it is t tasteless of all eats. I en smiled at a ceit of te Lord C. It seems t travelling somety green spot, or nook, ically and invitingly over a stream --    ? or a rock ? -- no matter -- but tillness and ter a is likely, in a languid moment of    restless life, so took     of o lay ural and excusable as a se, and ser in a very pleasing lig    it came to be an act; aamentary disposal, ually carried all t imentalists excepted, t did not ask tion,     as solitary, a nook as romantic, a tree as green and pe, ream as emblematic to , or in Devon? ceive timent boarded up, freigered at tom artling tide-ers y), ed into a s pa and s of tarpaulin ruffians -- a ts delicate texture -- t bilge ting it till it became as vapid as a damaged lustring. Suppose it in material danger (mariners ition about ses) of being tossed over in a freso some propitiatory s of Saint Gotus sn to t it ion. trace it to its lucky landing -- at Lyons s tled upon four mens sing at toopping to refres toting a passport ion of tra trict, ti t ton; till at lengt arrives at its destination, tired out and jaded, from a brisk se, into a feature of silly ride or taation. iments, my dear F., I am afraid    doe seahy.

        Lastly, as to ties, ible in bulk, are ts are, I appreremely circumscribed in tion. ty of being packed up a beyoo be transported by o t. tant of triment for tence is tellectual atmospanders or t, is tus, -- er to tion. A pun y    ear-kissing smack ; you o more transmit it in its pristine flavour, t tried in some instao palm off a yesterdays pun upon a gentleman, and    ans but it o    it did not seem to e ne did not c    a village ale- before, but you resent tale t. t of mer. A pun, and its reitory laug be stantaneous. tning, ts interval, and ted from a friends face as from a mirror.     visnomy, if tes (not to speak of ts copy?

        I age to myself o fix it, Peter ilkinss island es ae. Sometimes you seem to be in tual fruitless lantern.    must you be ime to give for t of an    man! You must almost ten ell me, es do? are t property    stand against su! tive simplicity un-Europe-taile s fore-puds, looking like a lesson framed by nature to t! Marry, for diving into fobs t if ters as test lootor in t improbable tales at tance. Pray, is it true t tans among you are born    must look very odd; but use reciles. For t is less to be regretted, for if take it into to be poets, it is odds but turn out, ter art of ts. -- Is to see to betaint stop? Do you bleas? -- I ions to put, but ten Delper time t ake to satisfy my scruples. -- Do you groaple trade, exclusive of tional profession, I mean? Your lock-smitake it, are some of yreat capitalists.

        I am insensibly g to you as familiarly as iguous emple.    quiet er ? -- s plement of four poor elms, from s, I picked my first lady-birds! My    is as dry as t spring sometimes proves in a ty August, o t is beto render obsolete tters before t s dallying h vain surmise -

        Aye me! whe seas and sounding shores hold far away.

        e back, before I am groo a very old man, so as you s c s, erday, an aged e. Folks,    deat, -- I stood ramparted about ure of J. ., ted my delusion. Si make e to return, ttle left to greet you, of me, or mine.
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