_Fiat Lux_ is there, into the deeps of a philosophy, which the
vulgar has not, which hardly three men living have, yet dreamt
of! _Well done,_ I say; and so let that matter rest.

I am still twelve months or so from the end of my Task; very
uncertain often whether I can, even at this snail's pace, hold
out so long. In my life I was never worn nearly so low, and seem
to get _weaker_ monthly. Courage! If I do get through, you
shall hear of me, again.

Yours forever,
T. Carlyle




CLXVIII. Emerson to Carlyle

Concord, 16 April, 1861

My Dear Carlyle,--...I have to thank you for the cordial note
which brought me joy, many weeks ago. It was noble and welcome
in all but its boding account of yourself and your task. But I
have had experience of your labors, and these deplorations I have
long since learned to distrust. We have settled it in America,
as I doubt not it is settled in England, that _Frederick_ is a
history which a beneficent Providence is not very likely to
interrupt. And may every kind and tender influence near you and
over you keep the best head in England from all harm.