Monday Morning
My dear Sir /
On returning from your house Saturday night I found myself richer by one pair of Gloves than when I entered it; – & supposing them to be the Companions of the hat which I was walking off with, I return them, requesting you will have the goodness to return them to the legitimate owner.
At the same time I send back to you the prize Poems you were so good as to lend me. – Were I competent to criticize a Greek Composition, the translator of the Scene of Macbeth might derive pleasure from my praise; but as I have no pretensions that way I can only venture to express my own gratification at the perusal, & ask the author’s pardon for the liberty I have taken in keeping a Copy of the translation – Some passages have struck me as rendering with singular felicity the original meaning – & even enlarging one’s Comprehension of it – particularly the insertion of the expression [Greek text] in the corresponding line of Shakspeare [sic]; which explains very happily the abrupt question which follows “what beast was it then”? – I am sure that Mr Schlegel who was at Paris lately & perhaps is still here would be much gratified by such a Specimen of his favorite Shakspeare in Greek –
Very truly, Dear Sir Your’s [sic]
D R Morin