Note 929 — Chapter II · BETWEEN COLERIDGE AND ARNOLD.

One of the injustices is curious from a man of Scottish blood, though every Englishman would commit it, as I own I should have done till very late in my reviewing life. It is the satire on the comparison of a woman’s eyes to dew on “a bramble,” which of course in England means a bush, and in Scotland a berry. I wonder whether R. L. S. meant to appease the other poor Robert’s manes when he wrote the phrase “eyes of gold and bramble-dew,” and I should have asked him had Fate permitted.