Linenotes

Ere] When MS. Letter to Southey, Sept. 11, 1803.

sense] sense MS. Letter to Southey, 1816, 1828, 1829.

sense] sense MS. Letter to Southey.

Since round me, in me, everywhere MS. Letter to Southey.

Wisdom] Goodness MS. Letter to Southey.

Up-starting] Awaking MS. Letter to Southey.

Between 18-26

Desire with loathing strangely mixt,
On wild or hateful objects fixt.
Sense of revenge, the powerless will,
Still baffled and consuming still;
Sense of intolerable wrong,
And men whom I despis'd made strong!
Vain-glorious threats, unmanly vaunting,
Bad men my boasts and fury taunting:
Rage, sensual passion, mad'ning Brawl,

MS. Letter to Southey.

trampling] ghastly MS. Letter to Poole, Oct. 3, 1803.

intolerable] insufferable MS. Letter to Poole.

those] they MS. Letter to Poole.

Between 22-4

Tempestuous pride, vain-glorious vaunting
Base men my vices justly taunting

MS. Letter to Poole.

which] that MS. Letters to Southey and Poole.

could] might MS. Letters to Southey and Poole.

For all was Horror, Guilt, and Woe MS. Letter to Southey: For all was Guilt, and Shame, and Woe MS. Letter to Poole.

So] Thus MS. Letter to Southey.

coming] boding MS. Letter to Southey.

[35-6]

I fear'd to sleep: sleep seem'd to be
Disease's worst malignity

MS. Letter to Southey.

waked] freed MS. Letter to Southey.

O'ercome by sufferings dark and wild MS. Letter to Southey.

anguish] Trouble MS. Letter to Southey.

said] thought MS. Letter to Southey.

[45-6]

Still to be stirring up anew
The self-created Hell within

MS. Letter to Southey.

their deeds] the crimes MS. Letter to Southey.

and] to MS. Letter to Southey.

Between 48-51

With such let fiends make mockery—
But I—Oh, wherefore this on me?
Frail is my soul, yea, strengthless wholly,
Unequal, restless, melancholy.
But free from Hate and sensual Folly.

MS. Letter to Southey.

be] live MS. Letter to Southey.

After And etc., etc., etc., etc. MS. Letter to Southey.