However, I fear, that having allowed my name, at Montagu's instance, to be proposed, which it was by a Mr. Jerdan (N. B. Neither the one _sub cubili_, nor that in Palestine; but the Jerdan of Michael's Grove, Brompton, No. 1), I cannot now withdraw my name without appearing to _trifle_ with my friends, and without hurting Montagu--so I must submit to the probability of being black-balled as the penalty of having given my assent before I had ascertained the conditions. So I have decided to let the thing take its own course. But as Montagu wishes to have Mr. Chantrey's vote _for us_, if you see and _feel_ no objection (an objectiuncula will be quite sufficient), you will perhaps write him a line to state the circumstances. It comes on on Thursday next.
I look forward with a _feel_ of regeneration to the Sundays.
My best and most affectionate respects to Mrs. J. Green, and to your dear and excellent mother if she be with you.
And till we meet, may God bless you and your obliged and sincere friend,
ÆDES NEMOROSÆ, APUD PORT{ M} ALTAM, May 19, 1824.
Mr. S. T. Coleridge, F. R. S. L., R. A., H. M., P. S. B., etc., etc., has the honour of avowing the high gratification he will receive should any answer from him be thought "to oblige Lincoln's Inn Fields." When he reflects indeed on their many and cogent claims on his admiration and gratitude, what a _Fund_ of _Literature_ they contain, what a Royal Society, what Royal Associates--not to speak of those as yet in the egg of futurity, the unhatched Decemvirate and Spes Altera Phoebi! What a royal College, where philosophy and eloquence unite to display their fresh and vernal green! what a conjunction of the Fine Arts with the Sciences, Law and Physique, Glossurgery and Chirurgery! when he remembers that if the Titanic Roc should take up the Great Pyramid in his beak, and drop the same with due skill, the L. I. F. would fit as cup to ball, bone to bone; though if S. T. C. might dare advise so great and rare a bird, the precious transport should be let fall point downwards, and thus prevent the adulteration of their intellectual splendours with "the light of common day," while a duplicate of the Elysium below might be reared on its ample base in mid air--(ah! if a duplicate of No. 22 could be found)!--when S. T. C. ponders on these proud merits, what is there he would not do to "oblige Lincoln's Inn Fields"? In vain does Gillman talk of a _stop_ being put thereto! Between _oblige_ and Lincoln's Inn Fields continuity alone can intervene for the heart's eye of their obliged and counter-obliging