fair
self. You regretted, in a former letter, that my poems were not more extensive; I now for your satisfaction announce that I have nearly doubled them, partly by the discovery of some I conceived to be lost, and partly by some new productions. We shall meet on Wednesday next; till then, believe me,
Yours affectionately,
Byron
.
P.S. — Your brother John is seized with a poetic mania, and is now rhyming away at the rate of three lines
per hour
— so much for
inspiration
! Adieu!