"Of the Prometheus of Æschylus I was passionately fond as a boy (it
was one of the Greek plays we read thrice a year at
Harrow);--indeed that and the 'Medea' were the only ones, except
the 'Seven before Thebes,' which ever much pleased me. As to the
'Faustus of Marlow,' I never read, never saw, nor heard of it--at
least, thought of it, except that I think Mr. Gifford mentioned, in
a note of his which you sent me, something about the catastrophe;
but not as having any thing to do with mine, which may or may not
resemble it, for any thing I know.

"The Prometheus, if not exactly in my plan, has always been so much
in my head, that I can easily conceive its influence over all or
any thing that I have written;--but I deny Marlow and his progeny,
and beg that you will do the same.

"If you can send me the paper in question[10], which the Edinburgh
Review mentions, _do_. The review in the magazine you say was
written by Wilson? it had all the air of being a poet's, and was a
very good one. The Edinburgh Review I take to be Jeffrey's own by
its friendliness. I wonder they thought it worth while to do so, so
soon after the former; but it was evidently with a good motive.

"I saw Hoppner the other day, whose country-house at Este I have
taken for two years. If you come out next summer, let me know in
time. Love to Gifford.

"Yours ever truly.

"Crabbe, Malcolm, Hamilton, and Chantrey,
Are all partakers of my pantry.