{"id":9361,"date":"2022-11-21T13:04:32","date_gmt":"2022-11-21T13:04:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bridgwaterheritage.com\/wp\/?page_id=9361"},"modified":"2022-11-21T20:24:34","modified_gmt":"2022-11-21T20:24:34","slug":"dequincy-coleridge-bridgwater","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/bridgwaterheritage.com\/wp\/scholars-writers\/john-chubb-1746-1818\/dequincy-coleridge-bridgwater\/","title":{"rendered":"DeQuincy &#038; Coleridge in Bridgwater"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/f\/fd\/John_Watson_Gordon_%281788-1864%29_-_Thomas_de_Quincey_%281785%E2%80%931859%29%2C_Author_and_Essayist_-_PG_553_-_National_Galleries_of_Scotland.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Thomas DeQuincy, <a href=\"https:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/f\/fd\/John_Watson_Gordon_%281788-1864%29_-_Thomas_de_Quincey_%281785%E2%80%931859%29%2C_Author_and_Essayist_-_PG_553_-_National_Galleries_of_Scotland.jpg\">Wikimedia Commons<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>The following extracts recount how Thomas DeQuincy, a noted essayist and best known for his &#8216;Confessions of an English Opium Eater&#8217;, tracked down and found the poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge in Bridgwater, staying with <a href=\"https:\/\/bridgwaterheritage.com\/wp\/scholars-writers\/john-chubb-1746-1818\/\">John Chubb<\/a>. This is taken from DeQuincy&#8217;s essay &#8216;Samuel Taylor Coleridge&#8217; first published in Tait&#8217;s Magazine in 1834\/5. The full account can be <a href=\"https:\/\/archive.org\/details\/selectedwritings012315mbp\/page\/n347\/mode\/2up?view=theater\">read here<\/a>. In the Summer of 1807 DeQuincy heard that Coleridge was staying in Nether Stowey with Thomas Poole, and being not far away, decided to introduce himself. However, by the time he got to Stowey, Coleridge had already gone over to Bridgwater to see Jonathan Chubb<\/strong>. <strong>The description of finding Coleridge at a gateway in the town&#8217;s principle street would suggest Chubb&#8217;s main house fronting Fore Street, while the Inn may be the adjoining Castle Inn. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8230;happening  to  visit the  Bristol  Hotwells  in  the  summer  of  1807,  I  had  the pleasure  to  hear  that  Coleridge  was  not  only  once  more upon  English  ground,  but  within  forty  and  odd  miles of  my  own  station.  In  that  same  hour  I  bent  my  way to  the  south;  and,  before  evening,  reaching  a  ferry  on the  river  Bridgewater,  at  a  village  called,  I  think,  Stogursey  (i.e.  Stoke  de  Courcy,  by  way  of  distinction from  some  other  Stoke) [<em>he actually means Combwich<\/em>] ,  I  crossed  it,  and  a  few  miles farther  attained  my  object \u2014 viz.,  the  little  town  of Nether  Stowey,  amongst  the  Quantock  Hills.  Here  I had  been  assured  that  I  should  find  Mr.  Coleridge,  at the  house  of  his  old  friend  Mr.  Poole.  On  presenting myself,  however,  to  that  gentleman,  I  found  that  Coleridge was  absent  at  Lord  Egmont&#8217;s,  an  elder  brother (by  the  father&#8217;s  side)  of  Mr.  Perceval,  the  Prime  Minister, assassinated  five  years  later;  and,  as  it  wait doubtful  whether  he  might  not  then  be  on  the  wing  to another  friend&#8217;s  in  the  town  of  Bridgewater,  I  consented willingly,  until  his  motions  should  be  ascertained, to  stay  a  day  or  two  with  this  Mr.  Poole. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Two  or  three  days  had  slipped  away  in  waiting  for  Coleridge&#8217;s  re-appearance  at  Nether  Stowey,  when  suddenly Lord  Egmont  called  upon  Mr.  Poole,  with  a  present for  Coleridge:  it  was  a  canister  of  peculiarly  fine  snuff,  which  Coleridge  now  took  profusely&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On  this  occasion  we  learned,  for  the  first  time,  that  Lord  Egmont&#8217;s  carriage  had,  some  days  before,  conveyed Coleridge  to  Bridgewater,  with  a  purpose  of  staying  one  single  day  at  that  place,  and  then  returning to  Mr.  Poole&#8217;s.  From  the  sort  of  laugh  with  which  Lord  Egmont  taxed  his  own  simplicity,  in  having  confided at  all  in  the  stability  of  any  Coleridgian  plan,  I  now  gathered  that  procrastination  in  excess  was,  or  had  become,  a  marking  feature  in  Coleridge&#8217;s  daily  life.  Nobody  who  knew  him  ever  thought  of  depending  on  any  appointment  he  might  make :  spite  of  his  uniformly honourable  intentions,  nobody  attached  any  weight  to  his  assurances  in  <em>re  futura<\/em>:  those  who  asked  him  to  dinner  or  any  other  party,  as  a  matter  of  course,  sent  a  carriage  for  him,  and  went  personally  or  by  proxy  to  fetch  him;  and,  as  to  letters,  unless  the  address  were  in  some  female  hand  that  commanded  his  affectionate esteem,  he  tossed  them  all  into  one  general  dead-letter  bureau,  and  rarely,  I  believe,  opened  them  at  all&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Lord  Egmont&#8217;s  information,  and  the  knowledge  now  gained  of  Coleridge&#8217;s  habits,  making  it  very  uncertain  when  I  might  see  him  in  my  present  hospitable  quarters, I  immediately  took  my  leave  of  Mr.  Poole,  and  went  over  to  Bridgewater.  I  had  received  directions  for  finding  out  the  house  where  Coleridge  was  visiting;  and,  <strong>in  riding  down  a  main  street  of  Bridgewater,  I  noticed a  gateway  corresponding  to  the  description  given  me.  <\/strong>Under  this  was  standing,  and  gazing  about  him,  a  man  whom  I  will  describe.  In  height  he  might  seem  to  be  about  five  feet  eight  (he  was,  in  reality,  about  an  inch  and  a-half  taller,  but  his  figure  was  of  an  order  which  drowns  the  height) ;  his  person  was  broad  and  full,  and  tended  even  to  corpulence;  his  complexion  was  fair,  though  not  what  painters  technically  style  fair,  because  it  was  associated  with  black  hair;  his  eyes  were  large,  and  soft  in  their  expression;  and  it  was  from  the  peculiar  appearance  of  haze  or  dreaminess  which  mixed  with  their  light  that  I  recognized  my  object. This  was  Coleridge.  I  examined  him  steadfastly  for  a  minute  or  more;  and  it  struck  me  that  he  saw  neither  myself  nor  any  other  object  in  the  street.  <strong>He  was  in  a  deep  reverie;  for  I  had  dismounted,  made  two  or  three  trifling  arrangements  at  an  inn-door,<\/strong>  and  advanced close  to  him,  before  he  had  apparently  become  conscious  of  my  presence.  The  sound  of  my  voice,  announcing my  own  name,  first  awoke  him;  he  started, and  for  a  moment  seemed  at  a  loss  to  understand  my  purpose  or  his  own  situation;  for  he  repeated  rapidly  a  number  of  words  which  had  no  relation  to  either  of  us.  There  was  no  <em>mauvaise  honte<\/em>  in  his  manner,  but  simple  perplexity,  and  an  apparent  difficulty  in  recovering his  position  amongst  daylight  realities.  This  little  scene  over,  he  received  me  with  a  kindness  of  manner  so  marked  that  it  might  be  called  gracious.  <strong>The  hospitable family  with  whom  he  was  domesticated  were  distinguished  for  their  amiable  manners  and  enlightened understandings:  they  were  descendants  from  Chubb,  the  philosophic  writer,  and  bore  the  same  name.  For  Coleridge  they  all  testified  deep  affection  and  esteem\u2014 sentiments  in  which  the  whole  town  of  Bridgewater  seemed  to  share;  for  in  the  evening,  when  the  heat  of  the  day  had  declined,  I  walked  out  with  him;  and  rarely,  perhaps  never,  have  I  seen  a  person  so  much  interrupted  in  one  hour&#8217;s  space  as  Coleridge,  on  this  occasion,  by  the  courteous  attentions  of  young  and  old.  All  the  people  of  station  and  weight  in  the  place,  and  apparently  all  the  ladies,  were  abroad  to  enjoy  the  lovely  summer  evening;  and  not  a  party  passed  without some  mark  of  smiling  recognition,  and  the  majority stopping  to  make  personal  inquiries  about  his  health,  and  to  express  their  anxiety  that  he  should  make  a  lengthened  stay  amongst  them.  Certain  I  am,  from  the  lively  esteem  expressed  towards  Coleridge  at  this  time  by  the  people  of  Bridgewater,  that  a  very  large  subscription  might,  in  that  town,  have  been  raised  to  support  him  amongst  them,  in  the  character  of  a  lecturer,  or  philosophical  professor.  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Coleridge  led  me  to  a  drawing-room,  rang  the  bell  for  refreshments,  and  omitted  no  point  of  a  courteous  reception.  He  told  me  that  there  would  be  a  very  large  dinner  party  on  that  day,  which,  perhaps,  might  be  disagreeable  to  a  perfect  stranger;  but,  if  not,  he  could assure  me  of  a  most  hospitable  welcome  from  the  family. I  was  too  anxious  to  see  him  under  all  aspects  to  think  of  declining  this  invitation.  That  point  being  settled,  Coleridge,  like  some  great  river,  the  Orellana,  or  the  St.  Lawrence,  that,  having  been  checked  and  fretted  by  rocks  or  thwarting  islands,  suddenly  recovers its  volume  of  waters  and  its  mighty  music,  swept  at  once,  as  if  returning  to  his  natural  business,  into  a  continuous  strain  of  eloquent  dissertation,  certainly  the  most  novel,  the  most  finely  illustrated,  and  traversing the  most  spacious  fields  of  thought  by  transitions  the  most  just  and  logical,  that  it  was  possible  to  conceive&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For  about  three  hours  he  had  continued  to  talk,  and  in  the  course  of  this  performance  he  had  delivered many  most  striking  aphorisms,  embalming  more  weight  of  truth,  and  separately  more  deserving  to  be  themselves  embalmed,  than  would  easily  be  found  in  a  month&#8217;s  course  of  select  reading.  In  the  midst  of  our  conversation,  if  that  can  be  called  conversation  which  I  so  seldom  sought  to  interrupt,  and  which  did  not  often  leave  openings  for  contribution,  the  door  opened,  and  a  lady  entered.  She  was  in  person  full  and  rather  below  the  common  height ;  whilst  her  face  showed  to  my  eye  some  prettiness  of  rather  a  commonplace  order.  Coleridge paused  upon  her  entrance ;  his  features,  however,  announced  no  particular  complacency,  and  did  not  relax into  a  smile.  In  a  frigid  tone  he  said,  whilst  turning  to  me,  &#8220;Mrs.  Coleridge&#8221;;  in  some  slight  way  he  then  presented  me  to  her:  I  bowed;  and  the  lady  almost  immediately retired.  From  this  short  but  ungenial  scene,  I  gathered,  what  I  afterward  learned  redundantly,  that  Coleridge&#8217;s  marriage  had  not  been  a  very  happy  one&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At  dinner,  when  a  very  numerous  party  had  assembled,  he  knew  that  he  was  expected  to  talk,  and  exerted  himself  to  meet  the  expectation.  But  he  was  evidently  struggling  with  gloomy  thoughts  that prompted  him  to  silence,  and  perhaps  to  solitude :  lie  talked  with  effort,  and  passively  resigned  himself  to  the  repeated  misrepresentations  of  several  amongst  his  hearers.  The  subject  chiefly  discussed  was  Arthur  Young,  not  for  his  Rural  Economy,  but  for  his  Politics&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At  night  he  entered  into  a  spontaneous  explanation of  this  unhappy  overclouding  of  his  life,  on  occasion  of  my  saying  accidentally  that  a  toothache  had  obliged  me  to  take  a  few  drops  of  laudanum.  At  what  time  or  on  what  motive  he  had  commenced  the  use  of  opium,  he  did  not  say;  but  the  peculiar  emphasis  of  horror  with  which  he  warned  me  against  forming  a  habit  of  the  same  kind  impressed  upon  my  mind  a  feeling that  he  never  hoped  to  liberate  himself  from  the  bondage.  My  belief  is  that  he  never  did.  About  ten  o&#8217;clock  at  night  I  took  leave  of  him;  and,  feeling  that  I  could  not  easily  go  to  sleep  after  the  excitement  of  the  day,  and  fresh  from  the  sad  spectacle  of  powers  so  majestic  already  besieged  by  decay,  I  determined  to  return to  Bristol  through  the  coolness  of  the  night.  The  roads,  though,  in  fact,  a  section  of  the  great  highway  between  seaports  so  turbulent  as  Bristol  and  Plymouth,  were  as  quiet  as  gardenwalks.  Once  only  I  passed  through  the  expiring  fires  of  a  village  fair  or  wake:  that  interruption  excepted,  through  the  whole  stretch of  forty  miles  from  Bridgewater  to  the  Hotwells,  I  saw  no  living  creature  but  a  surly  dog, who  followed  me  for  a  mile  along  a  park-wall,  and  a  man,  who  was  moving  about  in  the  half-way  town  of  Cross.  The  turnpike-gates were  all  opened  by  a  mechanical  contrivance  from  a  bedroom  window;  I  seeme&#8217;d  to  myself  in  solitary  possession  of  the  whole  sleeping  country.  The  summer  night  was  divinely  calm;  no  sound,  except  once  or  twice  the  cry  of  a  child  as  I  was  passing  the  windows  of  cottages,  ever  broke  upon  the  utter  silence;  and  all  things  conspired  to  throw  back  my  thoughts  upon  the  extraordinary  man  whom  I  had  just  quitted. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The following extracts recount how Thomas DeQuincy, a noted essayist and best known for his &#8216;Confessions of an English Opium Eater&#8217;, tracked down and found the poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge in Bridgwater, staying with John Chubb. This is taken from DeQuincy&#8217;s essay &#8216;Samuel Taylor Coleridge&#8217; first published in Tait&#8217;s Magazine in 1834\/5. 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