Published Works
In 1828 Sharp's only book Letters & Essays in Prose and Verse was published (Murray) which the Quarterly Review declared to be remarkable for "wisdom, wit, knowledge of the world and sound criticism." Several editions, including an American copy, were published: Letters and essays in prose and verse. Carey & Hart. 1835.
Richard Sharp is a sadly forgotten personality of his age and his biography has surely been a glaring omission from any history of the period. This has recently been corrected by a scholarly volume, privately published as Conversation Sharp - The Biography of a London Gentleman, Richard Sharp (1759–1835), in Letters, Prose and Verse (2004), of which a copy is in many leading British Libraries.
A single, contemporary image of Sharp is known to exist, an excellent master drawing which is held in the Bodleian Library, Oxford.
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