IX To Coleridge
[Fragment.]
Dec. 5, 1796.
At length I have done with verse-making,—not that I relish other people’s poetry less: theirs comes from ’em without effort; mine is the difficult operation of a brain scanty of ideas, made more difficult by disuse. I have been reading “The Task” with fresh delight. I am glad you love Cowper. I could forgive a man for not enjoying Milton; but I would not call that man my friend who should be offended with the “divine chit-chat of Cowper.” Write to me. God love you and yours!