From William Ginty   Tuesday evening, (1842)

Kirkby Lonsdale | Tuesday evening

My dear Tyndall,

My unfortunate head and ribs are not quite recovered from the shock they received this morning by that rigmarole production of yours.¹ Acrostic the first is what I call genuine Irish sublimity, acrostic the 2nd genuine Tyndallish sentimentality.² What a devilish pathetic genius you are! You ought to get a martingale or a crupper on that pegasus of yours³ for she rides over the fondest hopes of the soul without either christian charity or human forbearance. Its well for you that I possess a benign and benevolent disposition or I could make you writhe under the agonizing lash of merited Justice

Why blast and damn and sink and fire

I hardly can restrain my ire

Nor spout it forth in maddning rhyme

– Was ever mortal since the time

Of Eve’s dessert on ripened apples

So cruelly used – my spirit grapples

The very steel within my fist

And yells Revenge! then with a twist

Transfixes it within my grasp

Oh damn me Tyndall I could rasp

Some filings off your very core

You foul and stinking rooting boar (‘bore’)

You cod me! eh! oh blow me Jack

You’d not tried this if you’d look’d back

To other days when you and I

Alone had ‘kenned’⁴ your villainy

‘Tongue hath not named nor heart conceived’⁵

Eye hath not seen nor ears believed

That man possessed of human soul

Could do the deeds my pen control

Think’st thou thy base deceitful heart

Could brook one gaze on them nor start

In horror and remorse – Yet I

Could lay them all before thine eye

Then wretch! beware thee of that tale

’Twould wax thy cheek more deadly pale –

And mend thy manners every one

You ‘white unshrouded skeleton’.⁶

I had a letter from Sinnett last night after I posted Jim’s⁷ – he gave me corrobarative evidence respecting our transit and says it is probable that I will not be left to finish the remts.⁸ even in Kirkby. I say that was a right good decision of the Master General.⁹ You must excuse the brevity of this as I have two more to write.

Good night | Yours &c. | Ginty.

RI MS JT 1/11/3588

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