in his whole wonderful world of Tory Pamphleteers, Conservative
Younger-brothers, Regent-Street Loungers, Crockford Gamblers, Irish
Jesuits, drunken Reporters, and miscellaneous unclean persons
(whom nitre and much soap will not wash clean), not a soul has
expressed the smallest wish that way. He shrieks at the idea.
Accordingly I realized these four copies from [him,] all he will
surrender; and can do no more. Take them with my blessing. I
beg you will present one to the honorablest of those "honorable
women"; say to her that her (unknown) image as she reads
shall be to me a bright faultless vision, textured out of
mere sunbeams; to be loved and worshiped; the best of all
Transatlantic women! Do at any rate, in a more business like
style, offer my respectful regards to Dr. Channing, whom
certainly I could not count on for a reader, or other than a
grieved condemnatory one; for I reckoned tolerance had its
limits. His own faithful, long-continued striving towards what
is Best, I knew and honored; that he will let me go my own way
thitherward, with a God-speed from him, is surely a new honor to
us both.

Finally, on behalf of the British world (which is not all
contained in Fraser's shop) I should tell you that various
persons, some of them in a dialect not to be doubted of, have
privately expressed their recognition of this poor Rhapsody,
the best the poor Clothes-Professor could produce in the
circumstances; nay, I have Scottish Presbyterian Elders who
read, and thank. So true is what you say about the aptitude of
all natural hearts for receiving what is from the heart spoken to
them. As face answereth to face! Brother, if thou wish me to
believe, do thou thyself believe first: this is as true as that