The Author's Apology

The Author's ApologyMY DEAR:"When at the first I took my pen in handThus for to write, I did not understandThat I at all should make a little bookIn such a mode; nay, I had undertookTo make another, which, when almost done,Before I was aware I this begun.... But yet I did not thinkTo show to all the world my pen and inkIn such a mode; I only thought to make—I knew not what: nor did I undertakeThereby to please my neighbor; no, not I,I did it mine own self to gratify."*       *       *       *       *       *       *       *And thus it was, one bright September day,Full suddenly I finished "By The Way."

MY DEAR:"When at the first I took my pen in handThus for to write, I did not understandThat I at all should make a little bookIn such a mode; nay, I had undertookTo make another, which, when almost done,Before I was aware I this begun.... But yet I did not thinkTo show to all the world my pen and inkIn such a mode; I only thought to make—I knew not what: nor did I undertakeThereby to please my neighbor; no, not I,I did it mine own self to gratify."*       *       *       *       *       *       *       *And thus it was, one bright September day,Full suddenly I finished "By The Way."

MY DEAR:"When at the first I took my pen in handThus for to write, I did not understandThat I at all should make a little bookIn such a mode; nay, I had undertookTo make another, which, when almost done,Before I was aware I this begun.... But yet I did not thinkTo show to all the world my pen and inkIn such a mode; I only thought to make—I knew not what: nor did I undertakeThereby to please my neighbor; no, not I,I did it mine own self to gratify."*       *       *       *       *       *       *       *And thus it was, one bright September day,Full suddenly I finished "By The Way."

MY DEAR:

"When at the first I took my pen in hand

Thus for to write, I did not understand

That I at all should make a little book

In such a mode; nay, I had undertook

To make another, which, when almost done,

Before I was aware I this begun.

... But yet I did not think

To show to all the world my pen and ink

In such a mode; I only thought to make—

I knew not what: nor did I undertake

Thereby to please my neighbor; no, not I,

I did it mine own self to gratify."

*       *       *       *       *       *       *       *

And thus it was, one bright September day,

Full suddenly I finished "By The Way."


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