Let me see—Ward, the Hollands, the Lambs, Rogers, etc., etc.,—every body, more or less, have been trying for the last two years to accommodate this
couplet
quarrel, to no purpose. I shall laugh if Augusta succeeds.
Redde a little of many things—shall get in all my books to-morrow.
this room will hold them— with "ample room and verge, etc., the characters of hell to trace."
I must set about some employment soon; my heart begins to eat
itself
again.