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LETTERS OF WILLIAM BLAKE.
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Flaxman, whom we ardently desire to entertain beneath our thatched roof of rusted gold.—And believe me for ever to remain your grateful and affectionate, William Blake.


13.

To Thomas Butts.[1]

23rd September 1800.

Dear Friend of my Angels,—We are safe arrived at our cottage without accident or hindrance, though it was between eleven and twelve o'clock at night before we could get home, owing to the necessary shifting of our boxes and portfolios from one chaise to another. We had seven different chaises and as many different drivers. All upon the road was cheerfulness and welcome. Though our luggage was very heavy there was no grumbling at all. We travelled through a most beautiful country on a most glorious day. Our cottage is more beautiful than I thought it, and also more convenient, for though small it is well proportioned, and if I should ever build a palace it would only be my cottage enlarged. Please to tell Mrs. Butts that we have dedicated a chamber for her service, and

  1. Thomas Butts (1759-1846), Muster Master General. Blake's friend for over thirty years, and a continual buyer of his productions.