467. To Mrs. S. T. Coleridge MS. Victoria University Lib. Pub. E.L.G. i. 190. [Saturday Morning, 18 November 1802] 1 . . . when they . . . the trains of my ideas, they fall in, & form part of . . . as to what is thought or said of me by persons, whom I do not particularly esteem or love, & by whom I am not esteemed or loved. 4. An independence of, & contempt for, all advantages of external fortune, that are not immediately connected with bodily comforts, or moral pleasures. I love warm Rooms, comfortable fires, & food, books, natural scenery, music &c; but I do not care what binding the Books have, whether they are dusty or clean & I dislike fine furniture, handsome cloatbes, & all the ordinary symbols & appendages of artificial superiority -- or what is called, Gentility. In the same Spirit, I dislike, at least I seldom like, Gentlemen, gentlemanly manners, &c. I have no Pride, as far as Pride means a desire to be thought highly of by others -- if I have any sort of Pride, it consists in an indolent . . . So much for myself -- & now I will endeavor to give a short sketch of what appears to be the nature of your character. -- As I seem to exist, as it were, almost wholly within myself, in thoughts rather than in things, in a particular warmth felt all over me, but chiefly felt about my heart & breast; & am connected with things without me by the pleasurable sense of their immediate Beauty or Loveliness, and not at all by my knowlege of their average value in the minds of people in general; & with persons without me by ____________________ 1 This fragment is from the letter to which Coleridge refers in the first sentence of Letter 468: 'I wrote to you from the New Passage, Saturday Morning, Nov. 13. --' While this scrap is all that remains of Coleridge's impetuous letter, we may judge of its tenor from a second reference to it in Letter 470: 'I did not write to you that Letter from the Passage without much pain, & many Struggles of mind. . . . Had there been nothing but your Feelings concerning Penrith I should have passed it over -- . . . but there was one whole sentence of a very, very different cast. It immediately disordered my Heart, and Bowels.' -881- no ambition of their esteem, or of having rank & consequence in their minds, but with people in general by general kindliness of feeling, & with my especial friends, by an intense delight in fellowfeeling, by an intense perception of the Necessity of LIKE to LIKE; so you on the contrary exist almost wholly in the world without you / the Eye & the Ear are your great organs, and you depend upon the eyes & ears of others for a great part of your pleasures. . . .