GE to Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope, London, 5 July 1861
Title
GE to Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope, London, 5 July 1861
Title
GE to Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope, London, 5 July 1861
Sender
George Eliot
Recipient
Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope
Date(s)
- 1861-07-05
Place
London
Letter Content
GE to Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope, London, 5 July 1861
Text: T. A. Trollope, What I Remember, 2d ed., 2 vols., 1887, II, 306-307.
Blandford Square | 5 July 1861.
Dear Mrs. Trollope,
While I am reading La Beata 809 I constantly feel as if Mr. Trollope were present telling it all to me viv'e2 voce. It seems to me more thoroughly and fully like himself than any of his other books. And in spite of our having had the most of his society away from you, 810 you are
always part of his presence to me in a hovering aerial fashion. So it seems quite natural that a letter addressed to him should have a postscript addressed to you. Pray reckon it amongst the good you do in this world, that you come very often into our thoughts and conversation. We see comparatively so few people that we are apt to recur to recollections of those we like best with almost childish frequency, and a little fresh news about you would be a welcome variety, especially the news that you had quite shaken off that spine indisposition which was still clinging to you that last morning when we said our good-byes. We have enough knowledge about you and your world to interpret all the details you can give us. But our words about our own home doings would be very vague and colourless to you. You must always imagine us coming to see you and wanting to know as much about you as we can, and like a charming hostess gratify that want. I must thank you for the account of Cavour in The Athenoeum, 811 which stirred me strongly. I am afraid I have what The Saturday Review would call '91a morbid delight in deathbeds'92 -- not having reached that lofty superiority which considers it bad taste to allude to them.
How is Beatrice, the blessed and blessing? That will always be a history to interest us -- how her brown hair darkens, how her voice deepens and strengthens, and how you get more and more delight in her. I need send no separate message to Mr. Trollope, before I say that
I am always yours, with lively remembrance,
Marian E. Lewes.
Text: T. A. Trollope, What I Remember, 2d ed., 2 vols., 1887, II, 306-307.
Blandford Square | 5 July 1861.
Dear Mrs. Trollope,
While I am reading La Beata 809 I constantly feel as if Mr. Trollope were present telling it all to me viv'e2 voce. It seems to me more thoroughly and fully like himself than any of his other books. And in spite of our having had the most of his society away from you, 810 you are
always part of his presence to me in a hovering aerial fashion. So it seems quite natural that a letter addressed to him should have a postscript addressed to you. Pray reckon it amongst the good you do in this world, that you come very often into our thoughts and conversation. We see comparatively so few people that we are apt to recur to recollections of those we like best with almost childish frequency, and a little fresh news about you would be a welcome variety, especially the news that you had quite shaken off that spine indisposition which was still clinging to you that last morning when we said our good-byes. We have enough knowledge about you and your world to interpret all the details you can give us. But our words about our own home doings would be very vague and colourless to you. You must always imagine us coming to see you and wanting to know as much about you as we can, and like a charming hostess gratify that want. I must thank you for the account of Cavour in The Athenoeum, 811 which stirred me strongly. I am afraid I have what The Saturday Review would call '91a morbid delight in deathbeds'92 -- not having reached that lofty superiority which considers it bad taste to allude to them.
How is Beatrice, the blessed and blessing? That will always be a history to interest us -- how her brown hair darkens, how her voice deepens and strengthens, and how you get more and more delight in her. I need send no separate message to Mr. Trollope, before I say that
I am always yours, with lively remembrance,
Marian E. Lewes.
Signature
Marian E. Lewes.
Citation
George Eliot, GE to Mrs. Thomas Adolphus Trollope, London, 5 July 1861, Complete George Eliot Letters(2026), George Eliot Archive, edited by Beverley Park Rilett. https://GeorgeEliotArchive.org, Accessed September 7, 2026. https://www.georgeeliotarchive.org/items/show/93703