«Письма и дневники лорда Байрона. Том 1»

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109 — Джону Хэнсону.

I 1 Consider Tom Thumb 2 "This is a day; your Majesties may boast of it,

And since it never can come o'er, 'tis fit you make the most of it."

I 3 twice football

last least patriotism

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Footnote 2: Tom Thumb the Great

"Doodle. A Day we never saw before;

A Day of fun and drollery.

Noodle. That you may say,

Their Majesties may boast of it;

And since it never can come more,

'Tis fit they make the most of it."

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110 — Р. Ч. Далласу

My your 1

The 2 Roscommon! Sheffield! with your spirits fled,

No future laurels deck a noble head.

Nor e'en a hackney'd Muse will deign to smile

On minor Byron, nor mature Carlisle.

Now 3 There be who say, in these enlightened days,

That splendid lies are all the Poet's praise;

That strained invention, ever on the wing,

Alone impels the modern Bard to sing.

'Tis true that all who rhyme, nay, all who write,

Shrink from that fatal word to genius, trite:

Yet Truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires,

And decorate the verse herself inspires.

This fact in Virtue's name let Crabbe attest;

Though Nature's sternest painter, yet the best.

I 4 The British [the word "British" is struck through] English Bards and Scotch Reviewers Satire

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Footnote 2: British Bards "On one alone Apollo deigns to smile,

And crowns a new Roscommon in Carlisle."

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Footnote 3: English Bards, etc notes "I am sorry you have not found a place among the genuine sons of Apollo for Crabbe, who, in spite of something bordering on servility in his dedication, may surely rank with some you have admitted to his temple"

English Bards, etc

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Footnote 4: The Parish Poor of Parnassus

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111 — Р. Ч. Далласу.

Suppose Though sweet the sound, disdain a borrow'd tone,

Resign Achaia's lyre, and strike your own1:

Though soft the echo, scorn a borrow'd tone,

Resign Achaia's lyre, and strike your own.

So 2 "Let mightiest of all the beasts of chace

That roam in woody Caledon"

Byron

Footnote 1: "Translation's servile work at length disown,

And quit Achaia's Muse to court your own."

English Bards, etc

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112 — Р. Ч. Далласу

I 1

Footnote 1: ibid note

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113 — Р. Ч. Далласу

Excuse 1 ..........in his age

His scenes alone had damn'd our singing stage;

But Managers for once cried, "hold, enough!"

Nor drugg'd their audience with the tragic stuff!

Footnote 1: ibid "I wish you much to call on me, about One, not later, if convenient, as I have some thirty or forty lines for addition.

Believe me, etc.,

B."

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114 — Р. Ч. Далласу

Ecce iterum Crispinus! I 1

Footnote 1: English Bards, etc.

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115 — Р. Ч. Далласу

"Ah! who would take their titles with their rhymes."

The 1

In these our times with daily wonders big,

A letter'd Peer is like a letter'd Pig:

Both know their alphabet, but who from thence

Infers that Peers or Pigs have manly sense?

Still less that such should woo the graceful Nine?

Parnassus was not made for Lords and Swine.

Roscommon, Sheffield, etc., etc.

...

... tragic stuff.

Yet at their judgment let his Lordship laugh,

And case his volumes in congenial calf:

Yes, doff that covering where morocco shines,

"And hang a calf-skin on those recreant" lines.

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116 — Р. Ч. Далласу

A Ecce signum! 1 The 2

Byron

Footnote 1: English Bards, etc. note I Villegiatori Rezzani début English Bards, etc. note

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117 — Своей матери

My 1

Newstead stand

I 2 month lashed

You 3

Footnote 1: Conversations Annual Register Gentleman's Magazine

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118 — Уильяму Харнессу

London 1 I Alma Mater injusta noverca 2

I 3 limner

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Pickwick

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Footnote 2: "I do not know how you and Alma Mater agree. I was but an untoward child myself, and I believe the good lady and her brat were equally rejoiced when I was weaned, and if I obtained her benediction at parting, it was, at best, equivocal."

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119 — Уильяму Бэнксу

I 1 talents

Footnote 1: "I learn with delight," writes Hobhouse from Cambridge, May 12, 1808, "from Scrope Davies, that you have totally given up dice. To be sure you must give it up; for you to be seen every night in the very vilest company in town — could anything be more shocking, anything more unfit? I speak feelingly on this occasion, non ignara mali miseris, &c. I know of nothing that should bribe me to be present once more at such horrible scenes. Perhaps 'tis as well that we are both acquainted with the extent of the evil, that we may be the more earnest in abstaining from it. You shall henceforth be Diis animosus hostis."

Life Journal "I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as many people, being always excited. Women, wine, fame, the table, — even ambition, sate now and then; but every turn of the card and cast of the dice keeps the gamester alive: besides, one can game ten times longer than one can do any thing else. I was very fond of it when young, that is to say, of hazard, for I hate all card games, — even faro. When macco (or whatever they spell it) was introduced, I gave up the whole thing, for I loved and missed the rattle and dash of the box and dice, and the glorious uncertainty, not only of good luck or bad luck, but of any luck at all, as one had sometimes to throw often to decide at all. I have thrown as many as fourteen mains running, and carried off all the cash upon the table occasionally; but I had no coolness, or judgment, or calculation. It was the delight of the thing that pleased me. Upon the whole, I left off in time, without being much a winner or loser. Since one-and-twenty years of age I played but little, and then never above a hundred, or two, or three."

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120 — Р. Ч. Далласу

Hobhouse 1

Byron

Footnote 1: note Imitations and Translations from the Antient and Modern Classics: Together with Original Poems never before published

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121 — Джону Хэнсону

Dear Sir I 1

Byron

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122 — Преподобному Р. Лоу 1

My Dear Sir I 2

Byron

Footnote 1: The Life and Letters of Viscount Sherbrooke

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Contents

Глава IV — Путешествия по Албании, Греции и т. д. — Смерть миссис Байрон

1809-1811

123 — Своей матери

Dear Mother transport I 1

There 2 yourself

Pray 3

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124 — Преподобному Генри Друри

My Dear Drury Portingale

Simplified,... or Proved to be Praiseworthy from Ancient Authors and Modern Practice.

Missellingany "The cock is crowing,

I must be going,

And can no more."

Ghost of Gaffer Thumb 1

Footnote 1: The Tragedy of Tragedies; or the Life and Death of Tom Thumb the Great "Arthur, beware; I must this moment hence,

Not frighted by your voice, but by the cock's."

"Ghost. Grizzle's Rebellion,

What need I tell you on?

Or by a red cow

Tom Thumb devoured?

(cock crows)

Hark the cock crowing!

I must be going:

I can no more {vanishes}."

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125 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону

My Dear Hodgson

from 1

Nothing 2 What 3 behind

Miscellany

I 4

Footnote 1: Oratory Transactions "to execute singly what would sprain a dozen of modern doctors of the tribe of Issachar — to write, read, and study twelve hours a day, and yet appear as untouched by the yoke as if he never wore it — to teach in one year what schools or universities teach in five;" and he furthermore pledged himself to persevere in his bold scheme until he had "put the church, — and all that — , in danger."

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Footnote 2: Biographical Memoirs of Extraordinary Painters Vies des Peintres Flamands Memoirs of William Beckford Dreams, Waking Thoughts, and Incidents, in a series of letters from various parts of Europe Vathek Vathek Sketches of Spain and Portugal Recollections of an Excursion to the Monasteries of Alobaca and Batalha Childe Harold New Monthly Magazine Azemia; a Descriptive and Sentimental Novel. By Jacquetta Agneta Mariana Jenks of Bellgrove Priory in Wales Modern Novel- Writing, or the Elegant Enthusiast. By the Rt. Hon. Lady Harriet Marlow Recollections of the Table-Talk of Samuel Rogers ibid

Vathek "For correctness of costume," says Byron, in one of his diaries, "beauty of description, and power of imagination, it far surpasses all European imitations; and bears such marks of originality, that those who have visited the East will find some difficulty in believing it to be a translation. As an Eastern tale, even Rasselas must bow before it: his 'Happy Valley' will not bear a comparison with the Hall of Eblis."

Vathek

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"Huzza! Hodgson, we are going,

Our embargo's off at last;

Favourable breezes blowing

Bend the canvass o'er the mast.

From aloft the signal's streaming,

Hark! the farewell gun is fired,

Women screeching, tars blaspheming,

Tell us that our time's expired.

Here's a rascal

Come to task all,

Prying from the Custom-house;

Trunks unpacking,

Cases cracking,

Not a corner for a mouse

'Scapes unsearch'd amid the racket,

Ere we sail on board the Packet.

Now our boatmen quit their mooring,

And all hands must ply the oar;

Baggage from the quay is lowering,

We're impatient — push from shore.

'Have a care! that case holds liquor —

Stop the boat — I'm sick — oh Lord!'

'Sick, ma'am, damme, you'll be sicker

Ere you've been an hour on board.'

Thus are screaming

Men and women,

Gemmen, ladies, servants, Jacks;

Here entangling,

All are wrangling,

Stuck together close as wax.-

Such the general noise and racket,

Ere we reach the Lisbon Packet.

Now we've reach'd her, lo! the captain,

Gallant Kidd, commands the crew;

Passengers their berths are clapt in,

Some to grumble, some to spew.

'Hey day! call you that a cabin?

Why 'tis hardly three feet square;

Not enough to stow Queen Mab in —

Who the deuce can harbour there?'

'Who, sir? plenty —

Nobles twenty —

Did at once my vessel fill' —

'Did they? Jesus,

How you squeeze us!

Would to God they did so still:

Then I'd 'scape the heat and racket,

Of the good ship, Lisbon Packet.'

Fletcher! Murray! Bob! where are you?

Stretch'd along the deck like logs —

Bear a hand, you jolly tar you!

Here's a rope's end for the dogs.

Hobhouse muttering fearful curses,

As the hatchway down he rolls;

Now his breakfast, now his verses,

Vomits forth — and damns our souls.

'Here's a stanza

On Braganza —

Help!' — 'A couplet?' — 'No, a cup

Of warm water.' —

'What's the matter?'

'Zounds! my liver's coming up;

I shall not survive the racket

Of this brutal Lisbon Packet.'

Now at length we're off for Turkey,

Lord knows when we shall come back!

Breezes foul and tempests murky

May unship us in a crack.

But, since life at most a jest is,

As philosophers allow,

Still to laugh by far the best is,

Then laugh on — as I do now.

Laugh at all things,

Great and small things,

Sick or well, at sea or shore;

While we're quaffing,

Let's have laughing —

Who the devil cares for more? —

Some good wine! and who would lack it,

Ev'n on board the Lisbon Packet?

"Byron."

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126 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону

Book of Travels

Carracho! Ambra di merdo Avra louro

Suave mari magno

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127 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону

Hyperion

Cadiz 1

I 2 3 Pray 4

Footnote 1: Childe Harold "Oh never talk again to me

Of northern climes and British ladies,

It has not been your lot to see,

Like me, the lovely girl of Cadiz."

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Footnote 2: The Fury of Discord, a Poem The Sea-side Hero, a Drama in 3 Acts Poems The Stranger in France A Northern Summer, or Travels round the Baltic, etc. The Stranger in Ireland A Tour through Holland My Pocket Book; or Hints for a Ryhte Merrie and Conceited Tour in Quarto, to be called "The Stranger in Ireland in 1805," by a Knight Errant Caledonian Sketches My Pocket Book Descriptive Travels in the Southern and Eastern Parts of Spain Childe Harold Childe Harold Intercepted Letters; or the Twopenny Post-bag "Since the Chevalier C — rr took to marrying lately,

The Trade is in want of a Traveller greatly —

No job, Sir, more easy — your Country once plann'd,

A month aboard ship and a fortnight on land

Puts your Quarto of Travels, Sir, clean out of hand."

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Footnote 3: "Once stopping at an inn at Dundalk, the Dean was so much amused with a prating barber, that rather than be alone he invited him to dinner. The fellow was rejoiced at this unexpected honour, and being dressed out in his best apparel came to the inn, first inquiring of the groom what the clergyman's name was who had so kindly invited him. 'What the vengeance!' said the servant,' don't you know Dean Swift?' At which the barber turned pale, and, running into the house, fell upon his knees and intreated the Dean 'not to put him into print; for that he was a poor barber, had a large family to maintain, and if his reverence put him into black and white he should lose all his customers.' Swift laughed heartily at the poor fellow's simplicity, bade him sit down and eat his dinner in peace, for he assured him he would neither put him nor his wife in print."

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"This sort of passage," says the Rev. Francis Hodgson, in a note on his copy of this letter, "constantly occurs in his correspondence. Nor was his interest confined to mere remembrances and inquiries after health. Were it possible to state all he has done for numerous friends, he would appear amiable indeed. For myself, I am bound to acknowledge, in the fullest and warmest manner, his most generous and well-timed aid; and, were my poor friend Bland alive, he would as gladly bear the like testimony; — though I have most reason, of all men, to do so "

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128 — Своей матери

To 1 English any books

six unworthy Adios, tu hermoso! me gusto mucho virtue amante

Xeres

The 2 clear

en passant I 3

You 4

August 13. I 5

August 15. I 6

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P.S 7

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Footnote 3: Memoranda.

"For some time," he said, "I went on prosperously both as a linguist and a lover, till at length the lady took a fancy to a ring which I wore, and set her heart on my giving it to her, as a pledge of my sincerity. This, however, could not be:— any thing but the ring, I declared, was at her service, and much more than its value, — but the ring itself I had made a vow never to give away." The young Spaniard grew angry as the contention went on, and it was not long before the lover became angry also; till, at length, the affair ended by their separating. "Soon after this," said he, "I sailed for Malta, and there parted with both my heart and ring."

Life Don Juan "'Tis pleasing to be school'd in a strange tongue

By female lips and eyes — that is, I mean,

When both the teacher and the taught are young,

As was the case, at least, where I have been,"

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129 — Мистеру Раштону.

Byron

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130 — Своей матери

I 1

This 2

Byron

Footnote 1: "His dress indicated a Londoner of some fashion, partly by its neatness and simplicity, with just so much of a peculiarity of style as served to show that, although he belonged to the order of metropolitan beaux, he was not altogether a common one ... His physiognomy was prepossessing and intelligent, but ever and anon his brows lowered and gathered — a habit, as I then thought, with a degree of affectation in it, probably first assumed for picturesque effect and energetic expression, but which I afterwards discovered was undoubtedly the scowl of some unpleasant reminiscence; it was certainly disagreeable, forbidding, but still the general cast of his features was impressed with elegance and character."

"In the little bustle and process of embarking their luggage, his Lordship affected, as it seemed to me, more aristocracy than befitted his years, or the occasion; and then I thought of his singular scowl, and suspected him of pride and irascibility. The impression that evening was not agreeable, but it was interesting; and that forehead mark, the frown, was calculated to awaken curiosity, and beget conjectures ... Byron held himself aloof, and sat on the rail, leaning on the mizzen shrouds, inhaling, as it were, poetical sympathy from the gloomy rock, then dark and stern in the twilight. There was, in all about him that evening, much waywardness. He spoke petulantly to Fletcher, his valet, and was evidently ill at ease with himself, and fretful towards others. I thought he would turn out an unsatisfactory shipmate; yet there was something redeeming in the tones of his voice, and when, some time after having indulged his sullen meditation he again addressed Fletcher; so that, instead of finding him ill-natured, I was soon convinced he was only capricious."

"about the third day, Byron relented from his rapt mood, as if he felt it was out of place, and became playful, and disposed to contribute his fair proportion to the general endeavour to while away the tediousness of the dull voyage."

"if," says Galt, "my remembrance is not treacherous, he only spent one evening in the cabin with us — the evening before we came to anchor at Cagliari; for, when the lights were placed, he made himself a man forbid, took his station on the railing, between the pegs on which the sheets are belayed and the shrouds, and there, for hours, sat in silence, enamoured, it may be, of the moon. All these peculiarities, with his caprices, and something inexplicable in the cast of his metaphysics, while they served to awaken interest, contributed little to conciliate esteem. He was often strangely rapt — it may have been from his genius; and, had its grandeur and darkness been then divulged, susceptible of explanation; but, at the time, it threw, as it were, around him the sackcloth of penitence. Sitting amid the shrouds and rattlings, in the tranquillity of the moonlight, churning an inarticulate melody, he seemed almost apparitional, suggesting dim reminiscences of him who shot the albatross"

Life of Byron

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Footnote 2: gendarmes Albergo delle due Torre Travels in the Year 1806 from Italy to England Mémoires

Childe Harold Mémoires "Une jeune femme, dont la délicate et elégante tournure, la peau blanche et diaphane, les cheveux blonds, les mouvemens onduleux, toute une tournure impossible à décrire autrement qu'en disant qu'elle était de toutes les créatures la plus gracieuse, lui donnaient l'aspect d'une de ces apparitions amenées par un rêve heureux... il y avail de la Sylphide en elle. Sa vue excessivement basse n'etait qu'un charme de plus."

Life Life of Byron "he affected a passion for her, but it was only Platonic. She, however, beguiled him of his valuable yellow diamond ring."

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131 — Своей матери

Spider, The Ali 1 His 2 gratis

I 3 I dress Lay 4 white kilt à-la-mode Turque

He 5

To-day 6 space

beaten fireplace

I 7

While half 8 one servant

Byron

I 9 9

Footnote 1: Historisches Taschenbuch, Childe Harold Don Juan The Bride of Abydos Journey through Albania "a short man, about five feet five inches in height, and very fat, though not particularly corpulent. He had a very pleasing face, fair and round, with blue quick eyes, not at all settled into a Turkish gravity. His beard was long and white, and such a one as any other Turk would have been proud of; though he, who was more taken up with his guests than himself, did not continue looking at it, nor smelling and stroking it, as is usually the custom of his country-men, to fill up the pauses of conversation."

Travels in the Ionian Isles, Albania, Thessaly, and Greece in "Were I to attempt a description of Ali, I should speak of his face as large and full; the forehead remarkably broad and open, and traced by many deep furrows; the eye penetrating, yet not expressive of ferocity; the nose handsome and well formed; the mouth and lower part of the face concealed, except when speaking, by his mustachios and the long beard which flows over his breast. His complexion is somewhat lighter than that usual among the Turks, and his general appearance does not indicate more than his actual age ... The neck is short and thick, the figure corpulent and unwieldy; his stature I had afterwards the means of ascertaining to be about five feet nine inches. The general character and expression of the countenance are unquestionably fine, and the forehead especially is a striking and majestic feature. Much of the talent of the man may be inferred from his exterior; the moral qualities, however, may not equally be determined in this way; and to the casual observation of the stranger I can conceive from my own experience, that nothing may appear but what is open, placid, and alluring. Opportunities were afterwards afforded me of looking beneath this exterior of expression; it is the fire of a stove burning fiercely under a smooth and polished surface.... The inquiries he made respecting our journey to Joannina, gave us the opportunity of complimenting him on the excellent police of his dominions, and the attention he has paid to his roads. I mentioned to him generally Lord Byron's poetical description of Albania, the interest it had excited in England, and Mr. Hobhouse's intended publication of his travels in the same country. He seemed pleased with these circumstances, and stated his recollection of Lord Byron."

Travels in Sicily, etc. Narrative of a Journey from Constantinople to England Janicsárok végnapjai The Lion of Janina

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Footnote 2: "on a crimson velvet cushion, wrapped in a superb pelisse; on his head was a vast turban, in his belt a dagger encrusted with jewels, and on the little finger of his right hand he wore a solitaire which was said to have cost two thousand five hundred pounds sterling. In his left hand he held a string of small coral beads, a comboloio which he twisted backwards and forwards during the greater part of the visit." "In his manners," says Galt, "I found him free and urbane, with a considerable tincture of humour and drollery"

Life of Byron Journey through Albania, etc. "The Vizier, for he is a Pasha of three tails, is a lively young man; and besides the Albanian, Greek, and Turkish languages, speaks Italian — an accomplishment not possessed, I should think, by any other man of his high rank in Turkey. It is reported that he, as well as his father, is preparing, in case of the overthrow of the Ottoman power, to establish an independent sovereignty."

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Footnote 3: Childe Harold note

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Footnote 4: Lay of the Last Minstrel

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Footnote 5: The Topography of Athens Journal of a Tour in Asia Minor An Historical Outline of the Greek Revolution Travels in the Morea Travels in Northern Greece Numismata Hellenica

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Footnote 6: Palaio-Kastro Travels in Northern Greece

Childe Harold

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Footnote 7: Diary Life "I saw a flight of twelve eagles (H. says they were vultures — at least in conversation), and I seized the omen. On the day before I composed the lines to Parnassus (in Childe Harold), and, on beholding the birds, had a hope that Apollo had accepted my homage. I have at least had the name and fame of a poet during the poetical part of life (from twenty to thirty); — whether it will last is another matter."

Childe Harold "The last bird I ever fired at was an eaglet, on the shore of the Gulf of Lepanto, near Vostizza. It was only wounded, and I tried to save it, — the eye was so bright. But it pined, and died in a few days; and I never did since, and never will, attempt the death of another bird."

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Footnote 8: Robinson Crusoe Alexander Vanguard The Friend The Friend "The distinction is just, and, now I understand you, abundantly obvious; but hardly worth the trouble of your inventing a puzzle of words to make it appear otherwise."

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132 — Своей матери

Dear Mother I 1

Byron

Footnote 1: Childe Harold "Byron, Ioannina in Albania.

Begun October 31st, 1809;

Concluded Canto 2d, Smyrna,

March 28th, 1810.

— Byron."

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133 — Своей матери.

explaining

Byron

rhymes

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134 — Своей матери

Salsette She 1

Mr 2 I 3

Byron

Footnote 1: Seigneur d'Angleterre Recollections Rolliad Political Eclogues Probationary Odes Journal and Correspondence Rolliad Life of Pitt Rolliad Two Letters from Mr. Adair to the Bishop of Winchester Anti-Jacobin Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin "I mount, I mount into the sky,

Sweet bird, to Petersburg I'll fly,

Or, if you bid, to Paris.

Fresh missions of the Fox and Goose

Successful Treaties may produce,

Though Pitt in all miscarries."

Journals and Correspondence i. e. Anti-Jacobin Life Journals and Correspondence Recollections of the Table-Talk of Samuel Rogers

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135 — Своей матери

Salsette Frigate, off the Dardanelles

Byron

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136 — Генри Друри

Salsette

Pylades

This swam Sestos Abydos 1

But Boke Gell 2

small ears hands curling hair

And boke 3

Remember 4

oblitus meorum obliviscendus et illis I 5 am 6

I 7

Byron

Footnote 1: "Byron was one hour and ten minutes in the water; his companion, Mr. Ekenhead, five minutes less ... My fellow-traveller had before made a more perilous, but less celebrated, passage; for I recollect that, when we were in Portugal, he swam from Old Lisbon to Belem Castle, and, having to contend with a tide and counter-current, the wind blowing freshly, was but little less than two hours in crossing the river"

Travels in Albania "The whole distance E. and myself swam was more than four miles — the current very strong and cold — some large fish near us when half across — we were not fatigued, but a little chilled — did it with little difficulty. — May 26, 1810. Byron."

Don Juan "A better swimmer you could scarce see ever;

He could, perhaps, have pass'd the Hellespont,

As once (a feat on which ourselves we prided)

Leander, Mr. Ekenhead, and I did."

"Chevalier says that a young Jew swam the same distance for his mistress; and Oliver mentions its having been done by a Neapolitan; but our consul, Tarragona, remembered neither of these circumstances, and tried to dissuade us from the attempt. A number of the Salsette's crew were known to have accomplished a greater distance; and the only thing that surprised me was that, as doubts had been entertained of the truth of Leander's story, no traveller had ever endeavoured to ascertain its practicability."

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Footnote 2: Topography of Troy Geography and Antiquities of Ithaca Itinerary of Greece Ithaca Greece Monthly Review Appendix III English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers "Of Dardan tours let Dilettanti tell,

I leave topography to rapid Gell."

"'Rapid,' indeed! He topographised and typographised King Priam's dominions in three days! I called him 'classic' before I saw the Troad, but since have learned better than to tack to his name what don't belong to it."

Childe Harold "Or will the gentle Dilettanti crew

Now delegate the task to digging Gell?

That mighty limner of a bird's-eye view,

How like to Nature let his volumes tell;

Who can with him the folio's limits swell

With all the Author saw, or said he saw?

Who can topographise or delve so well?

No boaster he, nor impudent and raw,

His pencil, pen, and shade, alike without a flaw."

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Footnote 5: "Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain,

And drags at each remove a lengthening chain."

Goldsmith's

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Footnote 6: Love in a Village "There was a jolly miller once,

Liv'd on the river Dee;

He work'd and sung from morn till night;

No lark more blithe than he.

"And this the burden of his song,

For ever us'd to be —

I care for nobody, not I,

If no one cares for me."

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Footnote 7: "During our stay at Athens," writes Hobhouse (Travels in Albania, etc., vol. i. pp. 242, 243), "we occupied two houses separated from each other only by a single wall, through which we opened a doorway. One of them belongs to a Greek lady, whose name is Theodora Macri, the daughter of the late English Vice-Consul, and who has to show many letters of recommendation left in her hands by several English travellers. Her lodgings consisted of a sitting-room and two bedrooms, opening into a court-yard where there were five or six lemon-trees, from which, during our residence in the place, was plucked the fruit that seasoned the pilaf and other national dishes served up at our frugal table."

Travels in Sicily, etc. belles Narrative of a Resident in Constantinople Travels in Italy, etc. "This modest bard, like many a bard unknown,

Rhymes on our names, but wisely hides his own;

But yet, whoe'er he be, to say no worse,

His name would bring more credit than his verse."

Don Juan "It was," says Moore, "if I recollect right, in making love to one of these girls that he had recourse to an act of courtship often practised in that country; — namely, giving himself a wound across the breast with his dagger. The young Athenian, by his own account, looked on very coolly during the operation, considering it a fit tribute to her beauty, but in no degree moved to gratitude."

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Salsette

This 1

my your

that I 2

Byron

We 3

The 4 but 5 in 6

Deo volente

Footnote 1: note "In the mean time," writes Galt, who was at Malta with him, "besides his "Platonic dalliance with Mrs. Spencer Smith, Byron had involved himself in a quarrel with an officer; but it was satisfactorily settled"

Life of Byron

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Footnote 2: Life of the Rev. Francis Hodgson Monthly Magazine Translations, chiefly from the Greek Anthology, with Tales and Miscellaneous Poems English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers Collections from the Greek Anthology A Collection of the most Beautiful Poems of the Minor Poets of Greece Edwy and Elgiva The Four Slaves of Cythera, a Poetical Romance Elements of Latin Hexameters and Pentameters Memoirs note

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swimming

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Sanders Vigo Lane Leander Hero

go

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Though 1

You Medea "Oh how I wish that an embargo

Had kept in port the good ship Argo!

Who, still unlaunched from Grecian docks,

Had never passed the Azure rocks;

But now I fear her trip will be a

Damned business for my Miss Medea, etc., etc.,"2

I Tell 3 4

And Sir Edgar 5 Anthology

I 6

Byron

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Sestos Abydos Hero

The 1

Of 2 Cockney

order I 3

English Bards Though 4

that

Byron

Footnote 1: Letters Narrative of a Residence in Constantinople

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Footnote 3: "The European with the Asian shore

Sprinkled with palaces; the ocean stream

Here and there studded with a seventy-four;

Sophia's cupola with golden gleam;

The cypress groves; Olympus high and hoar;

The twelve isles, and the more than I could dream,

Far less describe, present the very view

Which charm'd the charming Mary Montagu."

Don Juan

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two

authorship

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Black John

Missellingany Foils horresco referens!

A 1

The 2 Lala

Byron

Footnote 1: Edinburgh Review Topography of Troy, English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers Childe Harold " — — pilfer all the Pilgrim loves to see,

All that yet consecrates the fading scene."

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I 1 Salsette

The 2

you vixen

Byron

Footnote 1: Salsette

Travels in Albania, etc., "The chamber was small and dark, or rather illumined with a gloomy artificial light, reflected from the ornaments of silver, pearls, and other white brilliants, with which it is thickly studded on every side and on the roof. The throne, which is supposed the richest in the world, is like a four-posted bed, but of a dazzling splendour; the lower part formed of burnished silver and pearls, and the canopy and supporters encrusted with jewels. It is in an awkward position, being in one corner of the room, and close to a fireplace.

"Sultan Mahmoud was placed in the middle of the throne, with his feet upon the ground, which, notwithstanding the common form of squatting upon the hams, seems the seat of ceremony. He was dressed in a robe of yellow satin, with a broad border of the darkest sable; his dagger, and an ornament on his breast, were covered with diamonds; the front of his white and blue turban shone with a large treble sprig of diamonds, which served as a buckle to a high, straight plume of bird-of-paradise feathers. He, for the most part, kept a hand on each knee, and neither moved his body nor head, but rolled his eyes from side to side, without fixing them for an instant upon the ambassador or any other person present. Occasionally he stroked and turned up his beard, displaying a milk-white hand glittering with diamond rings. His eyebrows, eyes, and beard, being of a glossy jet black, did not appear natural, but added to that indescribable majesty which it would be difficult for any but an Oriental sovereign to assume; his face was pale, and regularly formed, except that his nose (contrary to the usual form of that feature in the Ottoman princes) was slightly turned up and pointed; his whole physiognomy was mild and benevolent, but expressive and full of dignity. He appeared of a short and small stature, and about thirty years old, which is somewhat more than his actual age."

"gave a ludicrous account of Lord Byron's insisting upon taking precedence of the corps diplomatique in a procession at Constantinople (when Canning was secretary), and upon Adair's refusing it, limping, with as much swagger as he could muster, up the hall, cocking a foreign military hat on his head. He found, however, he was wrong, and wrote a very frank letter acknowledging it, and offering to take his station anywhere"

Journals, etc., of Thomas Moore

Life Firmilian; a Spasmodic Tragedy "I must have

A more potential draught of guilt than this

With more of wormwood in it!...

...

Courage, Firmilian! for the hour has come

When thou canst know atrocity indeed,

By smiting him that was thy dearest friend.

And think not that he dies a vulgar death —

'Tis poetry demands the sacrifice!"

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"Look there! It is to her false delicacy at my birth I owe that deformity; and yet as long as I can remember, she has never ceased to taunt and reproach me with it. Even a few days before we parted, for the last time, on my leaving England, she, in one of her fits of passion, uttered an imprecation upon me, praying that I might prove as ill formed in mind as I am in body!"

me

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note Memoirs "'I think he was a strange character: his generosity was for a motive, his avarice for a motive; one time he was mopish, and nobody was to speak to him; another, he was for being jocular with everybody. Then he was a sort of Don Quixote, fighting with the police for a woman of the town; and then he wanted to make himself something great ... At Athens I saw nothing in him but a well-bred man, like many others; for, as for poetry, it is easy enough to write verses; and as for the thoughts, who knows where he got them? ... He had a great deal of vice in his looks — his eyes set close together, and a contracted brow — so' (imitating it). 'Oh, Lord! I am sure he was not a liberal man, whatever else he might be. The only good thing about his looks was this part' (drawing her hand under the cheek down the front of her neck), 'and the curl on his forehead.'"

Memoires du Comte Lavallette Annual Register

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amante

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Dear Madam In 1

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Dear Madam fifteen

You 1

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Footnote 1: Siege of Corinth "I visited all three (Tripolitza, Napoli, and Argos) in 1810-11, and, in the course of journeying through the country, from my first arrival in 1809, I crossed the Isthmus eight times in my way from Attica to the Morea, over the mountains, or in the other direction, when passing from the Gulf of Athens to that of Lepanto."

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allegrezza

Youth, Nature, and relenting Jove,

To keep my lamp in strongly strove:

But Romanelli was so stout,

He beat all three — and blew it out.

On 1 I Lady of the Lake 2

Sir Edgar

You 3 When 4 Why 5 Whilst 6

Footnote 1: "Mrs. Bruce picked out a pretty picture of a woman in a fashionable dress in Ackerman's Repository, and observed it was vastly like Lord Byron. I give you warning of this, for fear you should make another conquest and return to England without a curl upon your head. Surely the ladies copy Delilah when they crop their lovers after this fashion.

'Successful youth! why mourn thy ravish'd hair,

Since each lost lock bespeaks a conquer'd fair,

And young and old conspire to make thee bare?'

This makes me think of my poor Miscellany, which is quite dead, if indeed that can be said to be dead which was never alive; not a soul knows, or knowing will speak of it." Again, July 15, 1811, he writes: "The Miscellany is so damned that my friends make it a point of politeness not to mention it ever to me."

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Footnote 6: Bluebeard, or Female Curiosity "Among the attractions of this Christmas foolery, a real elephant was introduced.... The friend, who sat close to Johnstone, jogged his elbow, whispering, 'This is a bitter bad job for Drury! Why, the elephant's alive! He'll carry all before him, and beat you hollow. What do you think on't, eh?' 'Think on't?' said Johnstone, in a tone of utmost contempt, 'I should be very sorry if I couldn't make a much better elephant than that, at any time'"

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149 — Джону Кэму Хобхаусу

My I 1

I 2 acquaintance

argufy

You 3

Miscellany

Lord 4

I 5

affair

Dio bendetto!

Your 6

Vale I 7

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Footnote 6: "I kept the half of your little nosegay till it withered entirely, and even then I could not bear to throw it away. I can't account for this, nor can you either, I dare say."

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150 — Фрэнсису Ходжсону

My Dear Hodgson

My sang froid

I 1 succedaneum

ar er we Attic éclat I 2 2

3

Footnote 1: Life of the Rev. Francis Hodgson

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tea!!!

that reputation

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Dear Madam No

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Volage

Dear Mother

indeed 1

kingdom empire

Byron

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Volage

modern

Miscellany

Yours 1 protégé 2 If 3 Art of Poetry

Byron

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Footnote 2: English Bards Hints from Horace Specimens English Bards note Remains page 337 Hints from Horace note Correspondence of Lord Byron '"was persuaded by Mr. Pratt's warmth to see some sparkling of genius in the effusions of this young man (Blacket). It was upon this that Lord Byron and a young friend of his were sometimes playful in conversation, and in writing to me.

I see,' says the latter, 'that Blacket the Son of Crispin and Apollo is dead.' Looking into Boswell's Life of Johnson the other day, I saw, 'We were talking about the famous Mr. Wordsworth, the poetical Shoemaker.' Now, I never before heard that there had been a Mr. Wordsworth a Poet, a Shoemaker, or a famous man; and I dare say you have never heard of him. Thus it will be with Bloomfield and Blackett — their names two years after their death will be found neither on the rolls of Curriers' Hall nor of Parnassus. Who would think that anybody would be such a blockhead as to sin against an express proverb, Ne sutor ultra crepidam?

'But spare him, ye Critics, his follies are past,

For the Cobler is come, as he ought, to his last.'

Which two lines, with a scratch under last, to show where the joke lies, I beg that you will prevail on Miss Milbanke to have inserted on the tomb of her departed Blacket."

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Volage

home

That "For children fresh expenses yet,

And Dicky now for school is fit."

Warton1.

Anthology

Sir Edgar Imitations and Translations For 2

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Footnote 2: "But sick of fops, and poetry, and prate,

To Bufo left the whole Castalian state."

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Volage

At 1

I 2 3 Yaniote myself Vicar of Wakefield slily 4

Miscellany, real Parnassus,

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Footnote 4: "'Welcome, welcome, Moses! Well, my boy, what have you brought us from the fair?'

'I have brought you myself,' cried Moses, with a sly look, and resting the box on the dresser."

Vicar of Wakefield

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My Dear Madam It 1

Byron

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Sir Ariosto's plan, is say no plan But approve Archiepiscopal 2

Byron

Footnote 1: Sexagenarian, Childe Harold, Sexagenarian "the splendid bookseller," who "was enabled to retire to tranquillity and independence long before the decline of life, or infirmities of age, rendered it necessary to do so. He was highly respectable, but could drive a hard bargain with a poor author, as well as any of his fraternity."

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My Dear Doctor I one next 1 I one 2

If Scourge 3

Byron

Footnote 1: "Oh, Mrs. By, I had but one friend in the world, and she is gone!"

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Footnote 2: "I had discovered a thing very little known, which is, that in one's whole life one can never have more than a single mother. You may think this is obvious, and (what you call) a trite observation. You are a green gosling! I was at the same age (very near) as wise as you, and yet I never discovered this (with full evidence and conviction, I mean) till it was too late. It is thirteen years ago, ... and every day I live it sinks deeper into my heart."

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Footnote 3: Scourge Scourge s d History of England Impartial History of the Naval, etc., Events in Europe Satirist

October, 1807 (vol. i pp. 77-81), a review of Hours of Idleness;

June, 1808 (vol. ii p. 368), verses on "Lord B — n to his Bear. To the tune of 'Lo chin y gair;'"

August, 1808 (vol. iii pp. 78-86), a review of Poems Original and Translated.

English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers "A would-be satirist, a hired Buffoon,

A monthly scribbler of some low Lampoon," etc.;

Poems Scourge et seqq "We are unacquainted," says the article, "with any act of cowardice that can be compared with that of keeping a libel ready cut and dried till some favourable opportunity enable its author to disperse it without the hazard of personal responsibility, and under circumstances which deprive the injured party of every means of reparation ... He confined the knowledge of his lampoon, therefore, to the circle of his own immediate friends, and left it to be given to the public as soon as he should have bid adieu to the shores of Britain. Whether his voyage was in reality no further than to Paris, in search of the proofs of his own legitimacy, or, as he asserts, to 'Afric's coasts, and Calpe's adverse height', was of little consequence to Mr. Clarke, who felt that to recriminate during his absence would be unworthy of his character ... Considering the two parties not as writers, but as men, Mr. Clarke might confidently appeal to the knowledge and opinion of the whole university; but a character like his disdains comparison with that of his noble calumniator; a temper unruffled by malignant passions, a mind superior to vicissitude, are gifts for which the pride of doubtful birth, and the temporary possession of Newstead Abbey are contemptible equivalents ...

"It may be reasonably asked whether to be a denizen of Berwick- upon-Tweed be more disgraceful than to be the illegitimate descendant of a murderer; whether to labour in an honourable profession for the peace and competence of maturer age be less worthy of praise than to waste the property of others in vulgar debauchery; whether to be the offspring of parents whose only crime is their want of title, be not as honourable as to be the son of a profligate father, and a mother whose days and nights are spent in the delirium of drunkenness; and, finally, whether to deserve the kindness of his own college, to obtain its prizes, and to prepare himself for any examination that might entitle him to share the highest honours which the university can bestow, be less indicative of talent and virtue than to be held up to the derision and contempt of his fellow-students, as a scribbler of doggerel and a bear-leader; to be hated for malignity of temper and repulsiveness of manners, and shunned by every man who did not want to be considered a profligate without wit, and trifling without elegance. ... We ... shall neither expose the infamy of his uncle, the indiscretions of his mother, nor his personal follies and embarrassments. But let him not again obtrude himself on our attention as a moralist, etc."

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My Dear Sir, Earl Jean

vice

respects

Byron

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My Dearest Davies Some 1 Friday Come 2

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all three, one. I 1

I 2 four

Footnote 1: "Just," writes Hobhouse to Byron, in an undated letter from Dover, "as I was preparing to condole with you on your severe misfortune, an event has taken place, the details of which you will find in the enclosed letter from S. Davies. I am totally unable to say one word on the subject. He was my oldest friend, and, though quite unworthy of his attachment, I believe that I was an object of his regard.

"I now fear that I have not been sufficiently at all times just and kind to him. Return me this fatal letter, and pray add, if it is but one line, a few words of your own."

"My Dear Byron, — To-morrow morning we sail for Cork. It is with difficulty I bring myself to talk of my paltry concerns, but I cannot refuse giving you such information as may enable me to hear from one of the friends that I have still left. Pray do give me a line; nothing is more selfish than sorrow. His great and unrivalled talents were observable by all, his kindness was known to his friends. You recollect how affectionately he shook my hand at parting. It was the last time you ever saw him — did you think it would be the last? But three days before his death he told me in a letter that he had heard from you. On Friday he wrote to me again, and on Saturday — alas, alas! we are not stocks or stones, — every word of our friend Davies' letter still pierces me to the soul — such a man and such a death! I would that he had not been so minute in his horrid details. Oh, my dear Byron, do write to me; I am very, very sick at heart indeed, and, after various efforts to write upon my own concerns, I still revert to the same melancholy subject. I wrote to Cawthorn to-day, but knew not what I said to him; half my incitement to finish that task is for ever gone. I can neither have his assistance during my labour, his comfort if I should fail, nor his congratulation if I should succeed. Forgive me, I do not forget you — but I cannot but remember him.

Ever your obliged and faithful, John C. Hobhouse."

"The melancholy subject of your last, in spite of every effort, perpetually recurs to me. It is indeed a hard science to forget, though I cannot but think that it is the wisest and indeed the only remedy for grief. I should be quite incapable every way of doing what you mention, and I could not even set about such a melancholy task with spirit or prospect of success. The thing may be better done by a person less interested than myself in so cruel a catastrophe. Whatever you say in your book will be well said, and do credit both to your heart and head; how much would it have gratified him who shall ne'er hear it!"

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Byron

Directions for the Contents of a Will to be Drawn Up Immediately

To 1

In 2

The 3

It is submitted to Lord Byron whether this clause relative to the funeral had not better be omitted. The substance of it can be given in a letter from his Lordship to the executors, and accompany the will; and the will may state that the funeral shall be performed in such manner as his Lordship may by letter direct, and, in default of any such letter, then at the discretion of his executors 4

I by vouchers, or otherwise, to the satisfaction of my executors hereinafter named 5

If Mr, Davies has any unsettled claims upon Lord Byron, that circumstance is a reason for his not being appointed executor; each executor having an opportunity of paying himself his own debt without consulting his co-executors.

Footnote 1: "If the papers lie not (which they generally do), Demetrius Zograffo of Athens is at the head of the Athenian part of the Greek insurrection. He was my servant in 1809, 1810, 1811, 1812, at different intervals of those years (for I left him in Greece when I went to Constantinople), and accompanied me to England in 1811: he returned to Greece, spring, 1812. He was a clever, but not apparently an enterprising man; but circumstances make men. His two sons (then infants) were named Miltiades and Alcibiades: may the omen be happy!"

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Sir

carcass consecrated

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Notwithstanding 1

repaired irreparable rains yourself duty bound

Your 2

Footnote 1: Essay on the Principle of Population

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I 1 Pilgrimage By the author of English Bards and Scotch Reviewers Hints from Horace Miscellany

How 2

I 3 4 5

Footnote 1:

Quarterly Review Childe Harold note "By all means do what the Emperor says. He is what Emperor Nap was not, 'much a gentleman.'"

A Publisher and his Friends "the business of a publishing bookseller is not in his shop, or even his connection, but in his brains."

Don Juan

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Footnote 2: Horæ Ionicæ, a Poem descriptive of the Ionian Islands, and part of the adjacent coast of Greece, English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers

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Farmer's Boy The Farmer's Boy Good Tidings, or News from the Farm Works

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Footnote 5: Diary "a gentleman of good family and estate — an author on an infinity of subjects; his books were on Law, History, Poetry, Antiquities, Divinity, and Politics. He was then an acting magistrate, having abandoned the profession of the Bar. He was one of the numerous answerers of Burke; and, in spite of a feeble voice and other disadvantages, was an eloquent speaker."

"Mr. Capel Lofft, who, though a most zealous Whig, has a mind so full of learning and knowledge, and so much in exercise in various exertions, and withal so much liberality, that the stupendous powers of the literary Goliath, though they did not frighten this little David of popular spirit, could not but excite his admiration."

Diary The Praises of Poetry, a Poem Eudosia, or a Poem on the Universe The first and second Georgics of Virgil Laura, or an Anthology of Sonnets Paradise Lost The Farmer's Boy

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If 1

really

Footnote 1: "Give but an Englishman his whore and ease,