Letter from Branwell Brontë to Joseph Bentley Leyland, 16 July 1847 (BC MS 19c Brontë/02/01/19)
Later annotations in pencil in unknown hand at the top of the page. ‘July 1846’
Later annotations in pencil in unknown hand in the top right corner. ‘75’
My Dear Sir,
I enclose the accompanying bill
to tempt you to Haworth next Monday.
John Brown says he saw you lately, and
that your looks spoke of hearty health.
For myself, after a fit of horror inexpressible,
and violent palpitation of the heart, I have taken
care of myself bodily, but to what good? The best
health will not kill acute , and not ideal , mental
Cheerful company does me good till some bitter
truth blazes through my brain, and then the present
of a bullet would be received with thanks.
I wish I could flee to writing as a refuge, but
I cannot, and as to slumber , my mind, whether awake
or asleep has been in incessant action for seven weeks.
P.B. Brontë. Poor Dan Sugden has gone to the New Jerusalem. Alas, what is life? ''Note: This page is blank ]''