"She was a form of life and light,
That, seen, became a part of sight,
And rose, where'er I turn'd mine eye,
The Morning-star of memory!"

The following notes and letters to Mr. Murray, during these outpourings,
will show how irresistible was the impulse under which he vented his
thoughts.

"If you send more proofs, I shall never finish this infernal
story--'Ecce signum'--thirty-three more lines enclosed! to the
utter discomfiture of the printer, and, I fear, not to your
advantage.

"B."

* * * * *

"Half-past two in the morning, Aug. 10. 1813.

"Dear Sir,

"Pray suspend the _proofs_, for I am _bitten_ again, and have
_quantities_ for other parts of the bravura.

"Yours ever, B.

"P.S.--You shall have them in the course of the day."