Джордж Гордон Байрон

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"Few people understood Byron; but I know that he had naturally a kind and feeling heart, and that there was not a single spark of malice in his composition."

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59 — Джону Хэнсону 1

heard person yourself Connections ample respect

Law

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60 — Дж. Риджу

Morning Herald Morning Herald premature

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Antijacobin

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61 — Джону М. Б. Пиготу

sundry prose verse Juvenilia copy That unlucky 1 ladies in years profligate sinner young Moore 2 severe vastly

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Footnote 2: Anacreon The Poetical Works of the late Thomas Little Odes, Epistles, and other Poems "So heartily," said Rogers (Table-Talk, etc., pp. 281, 282), "has Moore repented of having published Little's Poems, that I have seen him shed tears — tears of deep contrition — when we were talking of them. Young ladies read his Lalla Rookh without being aware (I presume) of the grossness of The Veiled Prophet. These lines by Mr. Sneyd are amusing enough —

"'Lalla Rookh

Is a naughty book

By Tommy Moore,

Who has written four,

Each warmer

Than the former.

So the most recent

Is the least decent.'"

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62 — Капитану Джону Ликрофту 1

men who

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63 — Капитану Джону Ликрофту

meddling world

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64 — Капитану Джону Ликрофту

agreeable unfeeling personal disagreeable pleasant

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65 — Графу Клэр 1

sins You 2 old friends en cavalier that eased conscience even unintentionally

I transporting 3 4

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Footnote 1: Life "annihilated for a moment," says Byron (see Life, p. 540; Detached Thoughts, November 5, 1821), "all the years between the present time and the days of Harrow. We were but five minutes together, and on the public road; but I hardly recollect an hour of my existence which could be weighed against them. Of all I have ever known, he has always been the least altered in everything from the excellent qualities and kind affections which attached me to him so strongly at school. I should hardly have thought it possible for society (or the world, as it is called) to leave a being with so little of the leaven of bad passions. I do not speak from personal experience only, but from all I have ever heard of him from others, during absence and distance."

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Footnote 4: Life "Tell Lord Byron that, if any accident should retard his return, his mother desires he will write to her, as she shall be miserable if he does not arrive the day he fixes. Mr. W. B. has written a card to Mrs. H. to offer for the character of 'Henry Woodville,' — Mr. and Mrs. — — not approving of their son's taking a part in the play: but I believe he will persist in it. Mr. G. W. says, that sooner than the party should be disappointed, he will take any part, — sing — dance — in short, do any thing to oblige. Till Lord Byron returns, nothing can be done; and positively he must not be later than Tuesday or Wednesday."

«Колесо фортуны» Камберленда и

«Флюгер» Аллингема.

1.

Penruddock Lord Byron

Sir David Daw Mr. C. Becher

Woodville Captain Lightfoot

Sydenham Mr. Pigot

Henry Woodville Mr. H. Houson

Mrs. Woodville Miss Bristoe

Emily Tempest Miss J. Leacroft

Dame Dunckley Miss Leacroft

Weazel Mr. G. Wylde

Jenkins Mr. G. Heathcote

2.

Tristram Fickle Lord Byron

Old Fickle Mr. Pigot

Briefwit Captain Lightfoot

Sneer Mr. R. Leacroft

Variella Miss Bristoe

Ready Miss Leacroft

Gardener Mr. C. Becher

Barber Mr. G. Wylde

The Wheel of Fortune Poems "Tempest becalmed forgets his blust'ring rage,

He calls Dame Dunckley 'sister' off the stage."

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66 — Миссис Хэнсон

Governor I best Terms he I Squabbles this world finally make peace salutary aforesaid

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Garrison

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67 — Уильяму Бэнксу 1

next cloyed feelings best poems minute verbal poësies érotiques deities

The 2 long sitting caricatura your never was mine The collegiate 3 I we Gil Blas Archbishop 4 verdict Libellus million On Mackenzie Man of Feeling 5 his yours

Juvenilia Cam tears caustic sweets of adulation that no poetry

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Footnote 1: Travels Narrative Times A Country Clergyman's Trip to Cambridge "A letter — and free — bring it here:

I have no correspondent who franks.

No! Yes! Can it be? Why, my dear,

'Tis our glorious, our Protestant Bankes.

'Dear Sir as I know your desire

That the Church should receive due protection,

I humbly presume to require

Your aid at the Cambridge election,'"etc., etc.

roasting Conversations

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Footnote 4: Gil Blas "Adieu, monsieur Gil Blas; Je vous souhaite toutes sortes de prosperités, avec un peu plus de goût."

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Footnote 5: Man of Feeling The Man of Feeling The Man of Honour Julia de Roubigne Mirror Lounger Transactions

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68 — Уильяму Бэнксу 1

Since 2 voluminous Life

sundry palpitations

[letter incomplete]

Footnote 1: Poems on Various Occasions

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Footnote 2: Memoirs of the Life and Writings of the Hon. Henry Home of Kames Elements of General History Essay on the Principles of Translation Universal History

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69 — — Фолкнеру 1

Juvenilia not

social bays

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70 — Джону Хэнсону

Accession Dignity profit

You 1 secondary Statement Wishes official personal animosity Florid Declamations parliamentary Scots Cambridge marvel dissipated Poet orator Minority ancients moderns Sheridan & Fox these great Names

Charms Place abhor completely done Wine Women dished humble Servant Sou had over Crater Lease Infancy very thin Fact going Bet seven Ribs half a yard

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71 — Джону М. Б. Пиготу

Courage rhymes

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P.S much hot 1

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1806 January 4 Lord Byron (boots, no hat) 13 st. 12 lbs.

1807 July 8 Lord Byron (shoes) 10 st. 13 lbs.

1807 July 23 Lord Byron (shoes) 11 st. 0 lbs.

1807 August 13 Lord Byron (shoes) 10 st. 11 1/2 lbs.

1808 May 27 Lord Byron (shoes) 11 st. 1 lb.

1809 June 10 Lord Byron (shoes) 11 st. 5 3/4 lbs.

1811 July 15 Lord Byron (shoes) 9 st. 11 1/2 lbs.

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72 — Джону Хэнсону

entre nous this Letter Business formalities official communication House

I £60 1 Steeds Lawyer done

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Footnote 1: "Lord Byron," she writes to Hanson (March 19, 1807), "has now been with me seven months, with two Men Servants, for which I have never received one farthing, as he requires the five hundred a year for himself. Therefore it is impossible I can keep him and them out of my small income of four hundred a year, — two in Scotland [Mrs. Gordon of Gight (see Chapter I p. 4) was dead], and the pension is now reduced to two hundred a year. But if the "Court allows the additional two hundred, I shall be perfectly satisfied.

"I do not know what to say about Byron's returning to Cambridge. When he was there, I believe he did nothing but drink, gamble, and spend money."

"Byron from their last letter gave up all hopes of getting the money, and behaved very well on the occasion, and proposed selling his Horses and plans of Œconomy that I much fear will be laid aside if the Money is procured. My only motive for wishing it was to keep him clear of the Jews; but at present he does not seem at all disposed to have anything to do with them, even if he is disappointed in this resource. I wish to act for the best: but God knows what is for the best."

March 6 April 26

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73 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

Savage immortal thorough-bred bull-dog saw gravity grievously discomposed costs expenses My all long speech 1 deputize ambassador Pope whole Bull

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74 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

Better 1 Oratorios Concerts Fair thinner taller name visage Even my Cornelian 2 vis-à-vis Poetics better worse thinner I cursed detestable abhorred scandal 3 Pit of Acheron sandals Seriously emptiness

set vanished musical protégé Patron thin

invalid The polite askance lampoons 4

Menagerie on off growl Sad 5 oil hard fire Messiah woeful forget

Footnote 1: Better Late than Never Life

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Footnote 2: my Cornelian Poems "Cambridge, Oct. 28, 1811.

Dear Madam, — I am about to write to you on a silly subject, and yet I cannot well do otherwise. You may remember a cornelian, which some years ago I consigned to Miss Pigot, indeed gave to her, and now I am going to make the most selfish and rude of requests. The person who gave it to me, when I was very young, is dead, and though a long time has elapsed since we met, as it was the only memorial I possessed of that person (in whom I was very much interested), it has acquired a value by this event I could have wished it never to have borne in my eyes. If, therefore, Miss Pigot should have preserved it, I must, under these circumstances, beg her to excuse my requesting it to be transmitted to me at No. 8, St. James's Street, London, and I will replace it by something she may remember me by equally well. As she was always so kind as to feel interested in the fate of him that formed the subject of our conversation, you may tell her that the giver of that cornelian died in May last of a consumption, at the age of twenty-one, making the sixth, within four months, of friends and relatives that I have lost between May and the end of August.

"Believe me, dear Madam, yours very sincerely,

"Byron.

"P.S. — I go to London to-morrow."

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75 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

another year alive stay head tears eyes Cornelian Sabbath sojourn

protégé almost constant voice countenance manners mercantile house town partner latter In Lady E. Butler Miss Ponsonby 1 Pylades Orestes Nisus Euryalus Jonathan David me one like

The 2 splendid music accidency blue spectators drunk sober Cantabs we mean monotony of endless variety

Saw 3 blushed not more modesty protégé I hate Southwell

Footnote 1: "If," writes Mrs. Piozzi, from Brynbella, July 9, 1796, "Mr. Bunbury's Little Gray Man is printed, do send it hither; the ladies at Llangollen are dying for it. They like those old Scandinavian tales and the imitations of them exceedingly; and tell me about the prince and princess of this loyal country, one province of which alone had disgraced itself"

Life and Writings of Mrs. Piozzi Memoirs "The dear inseparable inimitables, Lady Butler and Miss Ponsonby, were in the boxes here on Friday. They came twelve miles from Llangollen, and returned, as they never sleep from home. Oh, such curiosities! I was nearly convulsed.... As they are seated, there is not one point to distinguish them from men; the dressing and powdering of the hair; their well-starched neckcloths; the upper part of their habits, which they always wear, even at a dinner-party, made precisely like men's coats; and regular black beaver men's hats. They looked exactly like two respectable superannuated old clergymen.... I was highly flattered, as they never were in the theatre before."

"It is very singular," writes John Murray, August 24, 1829, to his son (Memoir of John Murray, vol. ii. p. 304),

"that the ladies, intending to retire from the world, absolutely brought all the world to visit them, for after a few years of seclusion their strange story was the universal subject of conversation, and there has been no person of rank, talent, and importance in any way who did not procure introductions to them."

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Footnote 2: Life of Lord John Russell

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76 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

knowing nought about it month irradiate reside cut minute inspection she

What 1 2

swallowed Count Holy Roman Empire

insulated silly expressions our vocabulary

pared off slim gentlemen fat decrease violent phenomenon evening squeezes

P.S 3 Butler bears no brother near the throne" — if so sceptre in his hands

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Footnote 2: Monthly Literary Recreations Hours of Idleness Poems Appendix I Poems "July 21, 1807.

Sir, — I have sent according to my promise some Stanzas for Literary Recreations. The insertion I leave to the option of the Editors. They have never appeared before. I should wish to know whether they are admitted or not, and when the work will appear, as I am desirous of a copy.

Etc., etc.,

Byron.

P.S. — Send your answer when convenient."

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Footnote 3: "My Dear Lord, — Your letter of yesterday found me an invalid, and unable to do justice to your poems by a dilligent [sic] perusal of them. In the meantime I take the first occasion to thank you for sending them to me, and to express a sincere satisfaction in finding you employ your leisure in such occupations. Be not disconcerted if the reception of your works should not be that you may have a right to look for from the public. Persevere, whatever that reception may be, and tho' the Public maybe found very fastidious, ... you will stand better with the world than others who only pursue their studies in Bond St. or at Tatershall's.

Believe me to be, yours most sincerely,

Carlisle.

July 8th, 1807."

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77 — Джону Хэнсону

Treasurer free funds

I 1 real personage? Wilkins, Tomkyns, Simkins, Wiggins, Spriggins, Jiggins Higgins? James Johnson respectable Endorsements Quintessence

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formal legal

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78 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот.

reviewers duchesses rustic readers I Literary Recreations 1 hardship him myself clever relish Literary Recreations My 2 Poetical Highness whose taste I shall not dispute blessed dark rolling winds

third own name say nothing gratify public gentle By 3 egotism! laurels cooling acids modesty

rational bevy dolls

this circle sin

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Footnote 2: née Recollections of Samuel Rogers Posthumous Memoirs Memoirs of William Beckford

"Not Gordon's broad and brawny Grace,

The last new Woman in the Place

With more contempt could blast."

Pandolfo Attonito.

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Footnote 3: Trip to Redcar and Coatham "I took up my pen at the advanced age of fifty-six ... I drove the quill thirty years, during which time I wrote and published thirty books."

The Battle of Bosworth Field

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79 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

On 1 tandem shelties vehicular conveyances Hecla mamma Discovery maternal warwhoop

Last 2 squall "The Highland Harp" picturesque conclude fire Smut!

"Bear it, ye breezes, on your balmy wings."

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Footnote 1: Life "How can you ask if Lord B. is going to visit the Highlands in the summer? Why, don't you know that he never knows his own mind for ten minutes together? I tell him he is as fickle as the winds, and as uncertain as the waves."

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Footnote 2: "The first time I saw Lord Byron," says Leigh Hunt (Lord Byron and his Contemporaries, p. 1), "he was rehearsing the part of Leander, under the auspices of Mr. Jackson the prize-fighter. It was in the river Thames, before he went to Greece. I had been bathing, and was standing on the floating machine adjusting my clothes, when I noticed a respectable-looking manly person who was eyeing something at a distance. This was Mr. Jackson waiting for his pupil. The latter was swimming with somebody for a wager."

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80 — Джону Хэнсону

solitary Guinea, two bad sixpences all cash

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81 — Элизабет Бриджет Пигот

thin suffocate love, enemies verses

Next entre nous only sea 1 Tartar

I tame bear 2 sit for a fellowship. spice

I 3 Apropos Critical Review 4 5 two lines cut up my modesty

Footnote 1: Centaur Curieux Dame Ernouf Tartar

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Footnote 2: Poems

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Footnote 3: British Bards English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers

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Footnote 4: "'Haply thy sun, emerging, yet may shine,

Thee to irradiate with meridian ray.'"

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Footnote 5: The Satirist: A Monthly Meteor

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82 — Дж. Риджу

As 1

Stanzas on a view of Harrow.

To a Quaker.

The First Kiss of Love.

College Examinations.

Lines to the Rev. J. T. Becher.

Errata Second Edition

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83 — Джону Хэнсону

en famille Field Sports Cash Reserve 1

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84 — Джону Мюррею 1

2 Downing won William 3 my So then set 4 It reside 5 white hat grey grey him roasting

papers as wrote We 6 Monks' We skull-cup 7 window

He 8 "Mr. Matthews, I recommend to your attention not to damage any of the moveables, for Lord Byron, Sir, is a young man of tumultuous passions."

see him see themselves tumultuous passions

"Sir," answered Matthews, "it may be all very well for you, who have a great many silk stockings, to dirty other people's; but to me, who have only this one pair, which I have put on in honour of the Abbot here, no apology can compensate for such carelessness; besides, the expense of washing."

Miscellany Miss-sell-any Walsh Hobhouse 9 Walsh 10 knowing Walsh 11 walk together

effort labour too high 12 "the Dean had lived,

And our prediction proved a lie."

Pope's

he King's College His 13 14

"Come round," said Matthews, "come round."

"Why should I come round?" said the other; "you have only to turn your head — I am close by you."

"That is exactly what I cannot do," said Matthews; "don't you see the state I am in?"

"Now, sir," said he to Hobhouse afterwards, "this I call courteous in the Abbot — another man would never have thought that I might do better with half a guinea than throw it to a door-keeper; — but here is a man not only asks me to dinner, but gives me a ticket for the theatre."

dine with his hat on hat

When 15 "Ah me! what perils do environ

The man who meddles with hot Hiron."

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Footnote 2: major minor The Diary of an Invalid Life of the Rev. Francis Hodgson Childe Harold "I should have ventured a verse to the memory of the late Charles Skinner Matthews, Fellow of Downing College, Cambridge, were he not too much above all praise of mine. His powers of mind, shown in the attainment of greater honours, against the ablest candidates, than those of any graduate on record at Cambridge, have sufficiently established his fame on the spot where it was acquired; while his softer qualities live in the recollection of friends who loved him too well to envy his superiority."

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Footnote 6: "London, May 22, 1809.

My Dear — — , — I must begin with giving you a few particulars of the singular place which I have lately quitted.

Newstead Abbey is situate 136 miles from London, — four on this side Mansfield. It is so fine a piece of antiquity, that I should think there must be a description, and, perhaps, a picture of it in Grose. The ancestors of its present owner came into possession of it at the time of the dissolution of the monasteries, — but the building itself is of a much earlier date. Though sadly fallen to decay, it is still completely an abbey, and most part of it is still standing in the same state as when it was first built. There are two tiers of cloisters, with a variety of cells and rooms about them, which, though not inhabited, nor in an inhabitable state, might easily be made so; and many of the original rooms, amongst which is a fine stone hall, are still in use. Of the abbey church only one end remains; and the old kitchen, with a long range of apartments, is reduced to a heap of rubbish. Leading from the abbey to the modern part of the habitation is a noble room, seventy feet in length, and twenty-three in breadth; but every part of the house displays neglect and decay, save those which the present Lord has lately fitted up.

The house and gardens are entirely surrounded by a wall with battlements. In front is a large lake, bordered here and there with castellated buildings, the chief of which stands on an eminence at the further extremity of it. Fancy all this surrounded with bleak and barren hills, with scarce a tree to be seen for miles, except a solitary clump or two, and you will have some idea of Newstead. For the late Lord, being at enmity with his son, to whom the estate was secured by entail, resolved, out of spite to the same, that the estate should descend to him in as miserable a plight as he could possibly reduce it to; for which cause, he took no care of the mansion, and fell to lopping of every tree he could lay his hands on, so furiously, that he reduced immense tracts of woodland country to the desolate state I have just described. However, his son died before him, so that all his rage was thrown away.

So much for the place, concerning which I have thrown together these few particulars, meaning my account to be, like the place itself, without any order or connection. But if the place itself appear rather strange to you, the ways of the inhabitants will not appear much less so. Ascend, then, with me the hall steps, that I may introduce you to my Lord and his visitants. But have a care how you proceed; be mindful to go there in broad daylight, and with your eyes about you. For, should you make any blunder, — should you go to the right of the hall steps, you are laid hold of by a bear; and should you go to the left, your case is still worse, for you run full against a wolf! — Nor, when you have attained the door, is your danger over; for the hall being decayed, and therefore standing in need of repair, a bevy of inmates are very probably banging at one end of it with their pistols; so that if you enter without giving loud notice of your approach, you have only escaped the wolf and the bear to expire by the pistol-shots of the merry monks of Newstead.

Our party consisted of Lord Byron and four others, and was, now and then, increased by the presence of a neighbouring parson. As for our way of living, the order of the day was generally this:— for breakfast we had no set hour, but each suited his own convenience, — everything remaining on the table till the whole party had done; though had one wished to breakfast at the early hour of ten, one would have been rather lucky to find any of the servants up. Our average hour of rising was one. I, who generally got up between eleven and twelve, was always, — even when an invalid, — the first of the party, and was esteemed a prodigy of early rising. It was frequently past two before the breakfast party broke up. Then, for the amusements of the morning, there was reading, fencing, single-stick, or shuttle-cock, in the great room; practising with pistols in the hall; walking — riding — cricket — sailing on the lake, playing with the bear, or teasing the wolf. Between seven and eight we dined; and our evening lasted from that time till one, two, or three in the morning. The evening diversions may be easily conceived.

I must not omit the custom of handing round, after dinner, on the removal of the cloth, a human skull filled with burgundy. After revelling on choice viands, and the finest wines of France, we adjourned to tea, where we amused ourselves with reading, or improving conversation, — each, according to his fancy, — and, after sandwiches, etc., retired to rest. A set of monkish dresses, which had been provided, with all the proper apparatus of crosses, beads, tonsures, etc., often gave a variety to our appearance, and to our pursuits.

"You may easily imagine how chagrined I was at being ill nearly the first half of the time I was there. But I was led into a very different reflection from that of Dr. Swift, who left Pope's house without ceremony, and afterwards informed him, by letter, that it was impossible for two sick friends to live together; for I found my shivering and invalid frame so perpetually annoyed by the thoughtless and tumultuous health of every one about me, that I heartily wished every soul in the house to be as ill as myself.

"The journey back I performed on foot, together with another of the guests. We walked about twenty-five miles a day; but were a week on the road, from being detained by the rain. So here I close my account of an expedition which has somewhat extended my knowledge of this country. And where do you think I am going next? To Constantinople! — at least, such an excursion has been proposed to me. Lord B. and another friend of mine are going thither next month, and have asked me to join the party; but it seems to be but a wild scheme, and requires twice thinking upon.

"Addio, my dear I., yours very affectionately, C. S. MATTHEWS."

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Footnote 10: Poems The Golden Age Restored

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Footnote 11: " — — Granville the polite,

And knowing Walsh, would tell me I could write."

"About fifteen," says Pope, "I got acquainted with Mr. Walsh. He used to encourage me much, and tell me, that there was one way left of excelling: for though we had several great poets, we never had any one great poet that was correct; and he desired me to make that my study and aim"

Anecdotes

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85 — Генри Друри 1

ten stone and a half superfluities

As 2 mutual endearments We 3 prose

Libellus Defence Hic murus aheneus esto, nil conscire sibi 4

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Footnote 4: Injured Innocence; or the Rape of Sarah Woodcock; "I thank God," Lord Baltimore is reported to have said, "that I have had firmness and resolution to meet my accusers face to face, and provoke an enquiry into my conduct, Hic murus aheneus esto, nil conscire sibi"

Ann. Register The Town

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86 — Джону Кэму Хобхаусу 1

I dens 2

cruel insulting unnecessary

I Bards 3

Byron

Footnote 1: Letter 84 Imitations and Translations from the Ancient and Modern Classics, together with original Poems never before published Poems A Journey through Albania, etc.

Letters — written by an Englishman resident in Paris, etc. The Siege of Corinth Childe Harold Historical Illustrations, etc. A Defence of the People A Trifling Mistake

Italy: Remarks made in Several Visits from the Year 1816 to 1834 Florida Quarterly Review Conversations Recollections Westminster Review

Conversations "the most impartial, or perhaps," added he, "unpartial, of my friends; he always told me my faults, but I must do him the justice to add, that he told them to me, and not to others."

"If friendship, as most people imagine, consists in telling one truth — unvarnished, unadorned truth — he is indeed a friend: yet, hang it, I must be candid, and say I have had many other, and more agreeable, proofs of Hobhouse's friendship than the truths he always told me; but the fact is, I wanted him to sugar them over a little with flattery, as nurses do the physic given to children; and he never would, and therefore I have never felt quite content with him, though, au fond, I respect him the more for his candour, while I respect myself very much less for my weakness in disliking it."

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Footnote 2: Life of Rev, F. Hodgson Reminiscences

Parisina MS. Journal Life "One of the cleverest men I ever knew, in conversation, was Scrope Berdmore Davies. Hobhouse is also very good in that line, though it is of less consequence to a man who has other ways of showing his talents than in company. Scrope was always ready, and often witty — Hobhouse was witty, but not always so ready, being more diffident."

Journal Life "Yesterday, dined tête à tête at the Cocoa with Scrope Davies — sat from six till midnight — drank between us one bottle of champagne and six of claret, neither of which wines ever affect me. Offered to take Scrope home in my carriage; but he was tipsy and pious, and I was obliged to leave him on his knees praying to I know not what purpose or pagod. No headach, nor sickness, that night, nor to-day. Got up, if anything, earlier than usual — sparred with Jackson ad sudorem, and have been much better in health than for many days. I have heard nothing more from Scrope."

Childe Harold Byron v. Johnson Lord Byron's Childe Harold's Pilgrimage to the Holy Land

Reminiscences "very agreeable and clever, but vain, overbearing, suspicious, and jealous. Byron hated Palmerston, but liked Peel, and thought that the whole world ought to be constantly employed in admiring his poetry and himself."

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87 — Роберту Чарльзу Далласу 1

Percival Aubrey

thus far One 2 latter gentleman The Critical 3 Monthly 4 Anti-Jacobin5 Reviews Eclectic 6 book author

Your 7

Byron

Footnote 1: Miscellaneous Writings consisting of Poems; Lucretia, a Tragedy; and Moral Essays, with a Vocabulary of the Passions The Siege of Rochelle Percival, or Nature Vindicated Aubrey: a Novel The Morlands; Tales illustrative of the Simple and Surprising The Knights; Tales illustrative of the Marvellous Percival Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Percival Stockdale

Hours of Idleness fanfaron de ses vices English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers Childe Harold The Corsair Childe Harold "I have told him," said Wright, "that I have no doubt this will succeed. Lord Byron had offered him before some translations from Horace, which I told him would never sell, and he did not take them"

Diary of H. Crabb Robinson Recollections of the Life of Lord Byron from the Year to the end of

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Footnote 2: "A spirit that brings to my mind another noble author, who was not only a fine poet, orator, and historian, but one of the closest reasoners we have on the truth of that religion, of which forgiveness is a prominent principle: the great and the good Lord Lyttelton, whose fame will never die. His son, to whom he had transmitted genius but not virtue, sparkled for a moment, and went out like a falling star, and with him the title became extinct. He was the victim of inordinate passions, and he will be heard of in this world only by those who read the English Peerage"

Correspondence of Lord Byron

Imitations of Horace "Still true to virtue, and as warm as true,"

Letters Diaboliad "Peer of words,

Well known, — and honour'd in the House of Lords, —

Whose Eloquence all Parallel defies!"

Poems by a Young Nobleman lately deceased

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Footnote 4: Monthly Literary Recreations "As friends to the cause of literature, we have thought proper not to disguise our opinion of his powers, that we might alter his determination, and lead him once more to the Castalian fount."

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Footnote 5: The Anti-Jacobin Review "exhibit strong proofs of genius, accompanied by a lively but chastened imagination, a classical taste, and a benevolent heart."

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Footnote 6: The Eclectic Review "The notice we take of this publication regards the author rather than the book; the book is a collection of juvenile pieces, some of very moderate merit, and others of very questionable morality; but the author is a nobleman!"

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Footnote 7: Percival

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88 — Роберту Чарльзу Далласу

of 1

pain

feeling wicked

Byron

Footnote 1: Life Esprit des Lois

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89 — Джону Хэнсону

Byron

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90 — Джону Хэнсону

sic

Byron

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91 — Джеймсу Де Бату 1

you Saturday yesterday

Friend B

1809 Pilgrimage seen

Byron

Footnote 1: "Clare, Dorset, Charles Gordon, De Bathe, Claridge, and John Wingfield, were my juniors and favourites, whom I spoilt by indulgence"

Life Medora Leigh

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92 — Уильяму Харнессу 1

Indeed 2

Byron

Footnote 1: "I could quiz you heartily," writes Mrs. Franklin to Miss Mitford (September 6, 1824), "for having told me in three successive letters of Mr. Harness's chapel at Hampstead. I understand he now lives a very retired life"

The Friendships of Mary Russell Mitford Diary "a clergyman with Oxford propensities, and a worshipper of the heathen Muses as well as of the Christian Graces;"

"a man of taste, of High Church principles and liberal in spirit."

The Friendships of Mary Russell Mitford "he has neither Catholic nor Puseyite tendencies, — only it is a large and liberal mind like Bishop Stanley's, believing good men and good Christians may exist among Papists, and will be as safe there as if they were Protestants."

"Besides his varied accomplishments, and his admirable goodness and kindness, he has all sorts of amusing peculiarities. With a temper never known to fail, an indulgence the largest, a tenderness as of a woman, he has the habit of talking like a cynic! and with more learning, ancient and modern, and a wider grasp of literature than almost any one I know, professes to read nothing and care for nothing but 'Shakespeare and the Bible.' He is the finest reader of both that I ever heard. His preaching, which has been so much admired, is too rapid, but his reading the prayers is perfection. The best parish priest in London, and the truest Christian."

Shakespeare Massinger Ford Quarterly Blackwood The Wrath of Cain A Boyle Lecture The Life of Mary Russell Mitford Life of the Rev. W. Harness

Life Life "We both seem perfectly to recollect, with a mixture of pleasure and regret, the hours we once passed together, and I assure you, most sincerely, they are numbered among the happiest of my brief chronicle of enjoyment. I am now getting into years, that is to say, I was twenty a month ago, and another year will send me into the world to run my career of folly with the rest. I was then just fourteen, — you were almost the first of my Harrow friends, certainly the first in my esteem, if not in date; but an absence from Harrow for some time, shortly after, and new connections on your side, and the difference in our conduct (an advantage decidedly in your favour) from that turbulent and riotous disposition of mine, which impelled me into every species of mischief, — all these circumstances combined to destroy an intimacy, which affection urged me to continue, and memory compels me to regret. But there is not a circumstance attending that period, hardly a sentence we exchanged, which is not impressed on my mind at this moment. I need not say more, — this assurance alone must convince you, had I considered them as trivial, they would have been less indelible. How well I recollect the perusal of your 'first flights'! There is another circumstance you do not know; — the first lines I ever attempted at Harrow were addressed to you. You were to have seen them; but Sinclair had the copy in his possession when we went home; — and, on our return, we were strangers. They were destroyed, and certainly no great loss; but you will perceive from this circumstance my opinions at an age when we cannot be hypocrites.

I have dwelt longer on this theme than I intended, and I shall now conclude with what I ought to have begun. We were once friends, — nay, we have always been so, for our separation was the effect of chance, not of dissension. I do not know how far our destinations in life may throw us together, but if opportunity and inclination allow you to waste a thought on such a hare-brained being as myself, you will find me at least sincere, and not so bigoted to my faults as to involve others in the consequences. Will you sometimes write to me? I do not ask it often; and, if we meet, let us be what we should be, and what we were."

Letter 92 "A coolness afterwards arose, which Byron alludes to in the first of the accompanying letters, and we never spoke during the last year of his remaining at school, nor till after the publication of his Hours of Idleness. Lord Byron was then at Cambridge; I, in one of the upper forms, at Harrow. In an English theme I happened to quote from the volume, and mention it with praise. It was reported to Byron that I had, on the contrary, spoken slightingly of his work and of himself, for the purpose of conciliating the favour of Dr. Butler, the master, who had been severely satirised in one of the poems. Wingfield, who was afterwards Lord Powerscourt, a mutual friend of Byron and myself, disabused him of the error into which he had been led, and this was the occasion of the first letter of the collection. Our intimacy was renewed, and continued from that time till his going abroad. Whatever faults Lord Byron might have had towards others, to myself he was always uniformly affectionate. I have many slights and neglects towards him to reproach myself with; but I cannot call to mind a single instance of caprice or unkindness, in the whole course of our friendship, to allege against him."

In Life of the Rev. Francis Hodgson "When Byron returned, with the MS. of the first two cantos of Childe Harold in his portmanteau, I paid him a visit at Newstead. It was winter — dark, dreary weather — the snow upon the ground; and a straggling, gloomy, depressive, partially inhabited place the Abbey was. Those rooms, however, which had been fitted up for residence were so comfortably appointed, glowing with crimson hangings, and cheerful with capacious fires, that one soon lost the melancholy feeling of being domiciled in the wing of an extensive ruin. Many tales are related or fabled of the orgies which, in the poet's early youth, had made clamorous these ancient halls of the Byrons. I can only say that nothing in the shape of riot or excess occurred when I was there. The only other visitor was Dr. Hodgson, the translator of Juvenal, and nothing could be more quiet and regular than the course of our days. Byron was retouching, as the sheets passed through the press, the stanzas of Childe Harold. Hodgson was at work in getting out the ensuing number of the Monthly Review, of which he was principal editor. I was reading for my degree. When we met, our general talk was of poets and poetry — of who could or who could not write; but it occasionally rose into very serious discussions on religion. Byron, from his early education in Scotland, had been taught to identify the principles of Christianity with the extreme dogmas of Calvinism. His mind had thus imbibed a most miserable prejudice, which appeared to be the only obstacle to his hearty acceptance of the Gospel. Of this error we were most anxious to disabuse him. The chief weight of the argument rested with Hodgson, who was older, a good deal, than myself. I cannot even now — at a distance of more than fifty years — recall those conversations without a deep feeling of admiration for the judicious zeal and affectionate earnestness (often speaking with tears in his eyes) which Dr. Hodgson evinced in his advocacy of the truth. The only difference, except perhaps in the subjects talked about, between our life at Newstead Abbey and that of the great families around us, was the hours we kept. It was, as I have said, winter, and the days were cold; and, as nothing tempted us to rise early, we got up late. This flung the routine of the day rather backward, and we did not go early to bed. My visit to Newstead lasted about three weeks, when I returned to Cambridge to take my degree."

Childe Harold

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Life Childe Harold

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93 — Дж. Риджу

You go back cut out poem Childish Recollections 1 done month immediate obey

Byron

Footnote 1: Poems note "Mr. Ridge, — In Childish Recollections omit the whole character of Euryalus, and insert instead the lines to Florio as a part of the poem, and send me a proof in due course.

"Etc. etc.,

"Byron.

"P.S. — The first line of the passage to be omitted begins 'Shall fair Euryalus,' etc., and ends at 'Toil for more;' omit the whole."

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Contents

Глава III — АНГЛИЙСКИЕ БАРДЫ И ШОТЛАНДСКИЕ ОБОЗРЕВАТЕЛИ

1808-1809

94 — Преподобному Джону Бичеру 1

My Dear Becher I Edinburgh Review 2 you

They 3 It 4

obnoxious allusions

advice adviser

Footnote 1: inter alia Anti-Pauper System Fugitive Pieces Poems "Say, Byron! why compel me to deplore

Talents designed for choice poetic lore,

Deigning to varnish scenes, that shun the day,

With guilty lustre, and with amorous lay?

Forbear to taint the Virgin's spotless mind,

In Power though mighty, be in Mercy kind,

Bid the chaste Muse diffuse her hallowed light,

So shall thy Page enkindle pure delight,

Enhance thy native worth, and proudly twine,

With Britain's Honors, those that are divine."

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Footnote 2: Appendix II "As an author," writes Byron to Hobhouse, February 27, 1808, "I am cut to atoms by the E — — - Review; it is just out, and has completely demolished my little fabric of fame. This is rather scurvy treatment for a Whig Review; but politics and poetry are different things, and I am no adept in either. I therefore submit in silence."

Life "I was sitting with Charles Lamb," H. Crabb Robinson told De Morgan, "when Wordsworth came in, with fume in his countenance and the Edinburgh Review in his hand.

'I have no patience with these Reviewers,' he said; 'here is a young man, a lord, and a minor, it appears, who publishes a little volume of poetry; and these fellows attack him, as if no one may write poetry unless he lives in a garret. The young man will do something, if he goes on.'

When I became acquainted with Lady Byron, I told her this story, and she said,

'Ah! if Byron had known that, he would never have attacked Wordsworth. He once went out to dinner where Wordsworth was to be; when he came home, I said,

"Well, how did the young poet get on with the old one?"

"To tell you the truth," said he, "I had but one feeling from the beginning of the visit to the end — reverence!"'"

Diary,

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Footnote 3: Edinburgh Review raconteur "In my whole experience of our race," said Lord Brougham, "I never saw such a temper, nor anything that at all resembled it"

Statesmen of the Time of George III "his imperturbable temper, unflagging vivacity and spirit, his inexhaustible fund of anecdote, extensive information, sprightly wit"

Memoirs Autobiographical Recollections "he was, without any exception, the very best-tempered man I have ever known."

Life of Thomas Moore "he won without seeming to court, instructed without seeming to teach, and he amused without labouring to be witty."

Life "never met a man who so disarms opposition in discussion, as I have often seen him, without yielding an iota, merely by the unpretending simplicity and sincerity of his manner."

Memoir of the Rev. Sydney Smith "career was one great, incessant, and unrewarded effort to resist oppression, promote justice, and restrain the abuse of power. He had an invincible hatred of tyranny and oppression, and the most ardent love of public happiness and attachment to public rights."

Account of the Life and Writings of Lope Felix de Vega Carpio Edinburgh Review English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers notes Edinburgh Review Hours of Idleness Introduction to English Sards, and Scotch Reviewers, Poems, Journal "I have had a most kind letter from Lord Holland on The Bride of Abydos, which he likes, and so does Lady H. This is very good-natured in both, from whom I do not deserve any quarter. Yet I did think at the time, that my cause of enmity proceeded from Holland House, and am glad I was wrong, and wish I had not been in such a hurry with that confounded Satire, of which I would suppress even the memory; but people, now they can't get it, make a fuss, I verily believe out of contradiction."

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Footnote 4: Edinburgh Review Thalaba Madoc; Odes of Anacreon Poems; Inquiry into the Nature and Origin of Public Wealth; Translations from Camoëns; Principles of Taste.

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95 — Преподобному Джону Бичеру.

You Edinburgh Review 1 E. Rs I myself "Alas, this imitation only proves the assertion of Dr. Johnson, that many men, women, and children, could write such poetry as Ossian's."2

thin house Entre nous every sell

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96 — Достопочтенной Августе Ли

I 1

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won't niece heir, inheritance

laurels;

Byron

Footnote 1: Journal Life "I like George much more than most people like their heirs. He is a fine fellow, and every inch a sailor."

"I hope he will be an admiral, and, perhaps, Lord Byron into the bargain. If he would but marry, I would engage never to marry myself, or cut him out of the heirship."

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I dram. pers., Revenge 1

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98 — Джону Джексону 1

Footnote 1: "I can see him now" (Pugilistica, vol. i. 98), "as I saw him in '84, walking down Holborn Hill towards Smithfield. He had on a scarlet coat worked in gold at the button-holes, ruffles, and frill of fine lace, a small white stock, no collar (they were not then invented), a looped hat with a broad black band, buff knee-breeches, and long silk strings, striped white silk stockings, pumps, and paste buckles; his waistcoat was pale blue satin, sprigged with white. It was impossible to look on his fine ample chest, his noble shoulders, his waist, (if anything too small,) his large, but not too large hips, ... his limbs, his balustrade calf and beautifully turned, but not over delicate ankle, his firm foot, and peculiarly small hand, without thinking that nature had sent him on earth as a model. On he went at a good five miles and a half an hour, the envy of all men, and the admiration of all women."

note Life in London self-defence. decision "This gentleman," says Moore, in a note to Tom Crib's Memorial to Congress (p. 13), "as he well deserves to be called, from the correctness of his conduct and the peculiar urbanity of his manners, forms that useful link between the amateurs and the professors of pugilism, which, when broken, it will be difficult, if not wholly impossible, to replace."

Don Juan

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99 — Джону Джексону

gentleman

If 1 2

Footnote 1:

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Footnote 2: "My Dear Jack, — You will get the greyhound from the owner at any price, and as many more of the same breed (male or female) as you can collect.

"Tell D'Egville his dress shall be returned — I am obliged to him for the pattern. I am sorry you should have so much trouble, but I was not aware of the difficulty of procuring the animals in question. I shall have finished part of my mansion in a few weeks, and, if you can pay me a visit at Christmas, I shall be very glad to see you.

Believe me, etc."

Opera-Glass e. g. Don Quichotte ou les Noces de Gamache, L'Elèvement d'Adonis, The Rape of Dejanira

Achille et Deidamie

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100 — Своей матери

I 1 you tenant life As 2

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Footnote 1: Detached Thoughts Life "My mother, before I was twenty, would have it that I was like Rousseau, and Madame de Stael used to say so too in 1813, and the Edinburgh Review has something of the sort in its critique on the fourth canto of Childe Harold. I can't see any point of resemblance:— he wrote prose, I verse: he was of the people; I of the aristocracy: he was a philosopher; I am none: he published his first work at forty; I mine at eighteen: his first essay brought him universal applause; mine the contrary: he married his housekeeper; I could not keep house with my wife: he thought all the world in a plot against him; my little world seems to think me in a plot against it, if I may judge by their abuse in print and coterie: he liked botany; I like flowers, herbs, and trees, but know nothing of their pedigrees: he wrote music; I limit my knowledge of it to what I catch by ear — I never could learn any thing by study, not even a language — it was all by rote and ear, and memory: he had a bad memory; I had, at least, an excellent one (ask Hodgson the poet — a good judge, for he has an astonishing one): he wrote with hesitation and care; I with rapidity, and rarely with pains: he could never ride, nor swim, nor 'was cunning of fence;' I am an excellent swimmer, a decent, though not at all a dashing, rider, (having staved in a rib at eighteen, in the course of scampering,) and was sufficient of fence, particularly of the Highland broadsword, — not a bad boxer, when I could keep my temper, which was difficult, but which I strove to do ever since I knocked down Mr. Purling, and put his knee-pan out (with the gloves on), in Angelo's and Jackson's rooms in 1806, during the sparring, — and I was, besides, a very fair cricketer, — one of the Harrow eleven, when we played against Eton in 1805. Besides, Rousseau's way of life, his country, his manners, his whole character, were so very different, that I am at a loss to conceive how such a comparison could have arisen, as it has done three several times, and all in rather a remarkable manner. I forgot to say that he was also short-sighted, and that hitherto my eyes have been the contrary, to such a degree that, in the largest theatre of Bologna, I distinguished and read some busts and inscriptions, painted near the stage, from a box so distant and so darkly lighted, that none of the company (composed of young and very bright-eyed people, some of them in the same box,) could make out a letter, and thought it was a trick, though I had never been in that theatre before.

"Altogether, I think myself justified in thinking the comparison not well founded. I don't say this out of pique, for Rousseau was a great man; and the thing, if true, were flattering enough; — but I have no idea of being pleased with the chimera."

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101 — Своей матери

Dear Mother green

I 1

experience

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102 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону 1

You 2

I 3 sang froid

I Epistle to Pindar

4 waste paper;

Byron

Footnote 1:

Quarterly Monthly Critical Translation of Juvenal Lady Jane Grey, a Tale; and other Poems Sir Edgar, a Tale Leaves of Laurel Charlemagne, an Epic Poem The Friends, a Poem in Four Books; Mythology for Versification A Charge, as Archdeacon of Derby Sermons

British Bards Juvenal Edinburgh Review Gentle Alterative prepared for the Reviewers Lady Jane Grey English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers English Bards, etc note Edinburgh Principles of Taste "And when he frown'd on Kn — 's erroneous Greek, Bad him in Pindar's page that error seek."

English Bards, etc "Oh! for that voice, whose cadence loud and strong

Drove Delia Crusca from the field of song —

And with a force that guiltier fools should feel,

Rack'd a vain butterfly on Satire's wheel."

Edinburgh's

English Bards note Lady Jane Grey Sir Edgar

Table-Talk

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Footnote 2: Arundines Cami note

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Footnote 4: Baviad Mæviad Epistle to Peter Pindar Anti-Jacobin, or Weekly Examiner Quarterly Review Massinger Ben Jonson Ford Juvenal Persius "Any suggestion of yours, even if it were conveyed," he writes to him, in 1813, "in the less tender text of the Baviad, or a Monk Mason note to Massinger, would be obeyed."

"He was," says Sir Walter Scott (Diary, January 18, 1827), "a little man, dumpled up together, and so ill-made as to seem almost deformed, but with a singular expression of talent in his countenance."

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103 — Джону Хэнсону

serious.

sell not Newstead. trustees name you

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104 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону

My 1

You 2

I scenery 3

I 4 That he shall wish the fiery Dane

Had rather been his guest again5.

on 6

Byron

Footnote 1: Poems

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105 — Достопочтенной Августе Ли

must sell alone

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106 — Достопочтенной Августе Ли

exceptions only prove the Rule

alone polite

Byron

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107 — Джону Хэнсону

I Golden Dolly 1

Byron

Footnote 1: "I was sorry I could not see you here. Byron told me he intended to put his servants on Board Wages at Newstead. I was very sorry to hear of the great expence the Newstead fête would put him to. I can see nothing but the Road to Ruin in all this, which grieves me to the heart and makes me still worse than I would otherwise be (unless, indeed, Coal Mines turn to Gold Mines), or that he mends his fortune in the old and usual way by marrying a Woman with two or three hundred thousand pounds. I have no doubt of his being a great speaker and a celebrated public character, and all that; but that won't add to his fortune, but bring on more expenses on him, and there is nothing to be had in this country to make a man rich in his line of life."

"I have had a very dismal letter from my son, informing me that he is ruined. He wishes to borrow my money. This I shall be very ready to oblige him in, on such security as you approve. As it is my all, this is very necessary, and I am sure he would not wish to have it on any other terms. It cannot be paid up, however, under six months' notice. I wish he would take the debt of a thousand pounds, that I have been security for, on himself, and pay about eighty pounds he owes here.

I wish to God he would exert himself and retrieve his affairs. He must marry a Woman of fortune this spring; love matches is all nonsense. Let him make use of the Talents God has given him. He is an English Peer, and has all the privileges of that situation. What is this about proving his grandfather's marriage? I thought it had been in Lancashire. If it was not, it surely easily can be proved. Is nothing going forward concerning the Rochdale Property? I am sure, if I was Lord Byron, I would sell no estates to pay Jews; I only would pay what was lawful. Pray answer the note immediately, and answer all my questions concerning lending the money, the Rochdale property, and why B. don't or can't take his seat, which is very hard, and very provoking.

I am, Dear Sir, yours sincerely,

C. G. Byron."

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I 1

Now in petition Robert Gregson 2 lay fact letter Drury your care time place momentous concern

Footnote 1: note Reminiscences

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