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of iong sácne. I dare say you would blush, if you could, to England, with the present Lord Guilford (the late eae for not answering. Next week I set out for Rome. Having having gone to England, by another road, accompanied beseen Constantinople, I should like to look at t'other fellow. his bowels in a separate coffer,). I remit to you, to deliver Besides I want to see the Pope, and shall take care to tell to Mrs. Leigh, two miniatures; but previously you wili have him that I vote for the Catholics and no Veto.

the goodness to desire Mr. Love (as a peace-offering be. I sha'n't go to Naples. It is but the second best sea- tween him and me) to set them in plain gold, with view, and I have seen the first and third, viz.-Constan- complete, and ‘Painted by Prepiani.— Venice, 1817, on tinople and Lisbon (by-the-way, the last is but a river- the back. I wish also that you would desire Holmes to view; however, they reckon it after Stamboul and Naples, make a copy of each—that is, both—for myself, and that and before Genoa,) and Vesuvius is silent, and I have you will retain the said copies till my return. One was passed by Etna. So I shall e'en return to Venice in Julay; done while I was very unwell; the other in my health and if you write, I pray you address to Venice which is which may account for their dissimilitude. I trust that they any lead, or rather my heart-quarters.

will reach their destination in safety. *My late physician, Dr. Polidori, is here, on his way to "I recommend the doctor to your good offices with your England, with the present Lord Guilford and the widow government friends; and if you can be of any use to him of the late earl. Doctor Polidori has, just now, no more in a literary point of view, pray patients, because his patients are no more. He had lately three, who are now all dead—one embalmed. Horner and have been up to the battlements of the highest tower in

"To-day, or rather yesterday, for it is past midnight, I a child of Thomas Hope's are interred at Pisa and Rome. Venice, and seen it and its view, in all the glory of a clear Lord Guilford died of an inflammation of the bowels.; so Italian sky. I also went over the Manfrini Palace famous they took them out, and sent them (on account of their for its pictures. Among then, there is a portrait of Ariosto discrepancies,) separately from the carcass, to England. by Titian, surpassing all my anticipation of the power of Conceive a man going one way and his intestines another, and his inmortal soul'a third was there ever such a dis- painting or human expression : is is the poetry of portraig tribution? Une certainly has a soul; but how it came to learned lady, centuries old, whose name I forget, but whose

and the portrait of poetry. There was also one of some allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can features must always be remembered. I never saw greater imagine. I only know if once mine gets out, I'll have a bit of a tustle before I let it get in again to that or any other. beauty, or sweetness, or wisdom:—it is the kind of face to

" And so poor dear Mr. Maturin's second tragedy has go mad for, because it cannot walk out of its frame. There been neglected by the discerning public. ** will be d—d Buonaparte offered in vain five thousand louis; and of

is also a famous dead Christ and live Apostles, for which glad of this, and d-d without being glad, if ever his own plays come upon any stage.'

which, though it is a capo d'opera of Titan, as I am no * I wrote to Rogers the other day, with a message for

connoisseur, I say little, and thought less, except of one you. I hope that he flourishes. He is the Tithonus of figure in it. There are ten thousand others, and some poetry--immortal already. You and I must wait for it.

very fine Giorgiones among them, &c. &c. There is an “I hear nothing—know nothing. You may easily sup has not only the dress, but the features and air of an old

original Laura and Petrarclı, very hideous both. Petrarch pose that the English do n't seek me, and I avoid them.

woman, there are but a few or none here, save pas.

and Laura looks by no means like a young one, To be

or a pretty one. What struck me most in the general sengers. Florence and Naples are their Margate and Ramsgate, and much the same sort of company too, by all female faces in the mass of pictures, so many centuries of

collection was the extreme resemblance of the style of the accounts, which hurts us among the Italians.

"I want to hear of Lalla Rookh—are you out ? Death generations old, to those you see and meet every day and fiends! why do n't you tell me where

the existing Italians. The queen of Cyprus and you are,

what you are, and how you are? I shall go to Bologna by it were of yesterday; the same eyes and expression, and

Giorgione's wife, * particularly the latter, are Venetians as Ferrara, instead of Mantua; because I would rather see the cell where they caged Tasso, and where he became

to my mind, there is none finer. mad and * *, than his own MSS. al Modena, or the

* You must recollect, however, that I know nothing of Mantuan birthplace of that harmonious plagiary and mis- painting; and that I detest it, unless it reminds me of erable tlatterer, whose cursed hexameters were drilled into something I have seen, or think it possible to see, for which ane at Harrow. I saw Verona and Vicenza on my way reason I spit upon and abhor all the saints and subjects of here-Padua too.

one half the impostures I see in the churches and palaces, I go alone—but alone, because I mean to return here. 1 and when in Flanders, I never was so disgusted in my life, only want to see Rome. I have not the least curiosity areas with Rubens and his eternia! wives and infernal glare of Florence, though I must see it for the sake of the Venus, colours, as they appeared to me; and in Spain I did not &c. &c.; and I wish also to see the Fall of Terni. I think think much of Murilo and Velasquez. Depend upon it

, or lo return to Venice by Ravenna and Rimini of both of all the arts, it is the most artificial and unnatural, and that by whic.. I mean to take notes for Leigh Hunt, who will be which the nonsense of mankind is most imposed upon. i glad to hear of the scenery of his Poem. There was a never yet saw the picture or the statue which came a league devil of a review of him in ihe Quarterly, a year ago, which within my conception or expectation; but I have seen man he answered. All answers are imprudent; but, to be mountains, and seas and rivers, and views, and two or three sare, poetical flesh and blood must have the last word, women, who went as far beyond 11,-besides some horse. that's certain. I thought, and think, very highly of his and a lion (at Veli Pacha's) in the Morea; and a tiges Poem, but I warned him of the row his favourite antique at supper in Exeter 'Change. plıraseology would bring him into.

"When you write, continue to address to me at Venice. "You have taken a house at Hornsey; I had much rather Where do you suppose the hooks you sent me zre? AI you had taken one in the Apenines. If you think of Turin! This comes of the Foreign Office,' which is foreigr. coming out for a suinmer, or so, tell me, that I may be upon enough, God knows, for any good it can be of to me, or any the hover for you.

"Ever, &c.* one else, and be dd to it, to its last clerk and first char.

latan, Castlereagh.

* This makes my hundredth letter at least. LETTER CCCXXXI.

"Yours, &r."




" Venice, April 14, 1817. By the favour of Dr. Polidori, who is here on his way

• See Beppo, Stanza 12h.



other gallery (that is, in the Pitti Palace gallery ) the

Parcæ of Michael Angelo, a picture ; and the Antinuts,

the Alexander, and one or two not very decent groups in * Venice, April 14, 1817.

marble; the Genius of Death, a sleeping figure, &c. &c. * The present proofs* (of the whole) begins only at the 17th page; but as I had corrected and sent back the First slabs of various expensive stones, to commemorate fifty

"I also went to the Medici chapel-fine frippery in great Act, it does not signify.

rotten and forgotton carcasses. It is unfinished and will *The Third Act is certainly d bad, and, like the remain so. Archbishop of Grenada's homily (which savoured of the

“ The church of Santa Croce' contains much illustrious alsy,) has the dregs of my fever, during which it was nothing. The tombs* of Machiavelli, Michael Angelo, Gali written. It must on no account be published in its present ieo Galilei, and Alfieri, make it the Westminster Abbey of 'stale. I will try and reform it

, or re-write it altogether; Italy. I did not admire any of these tombs—beyond their but the impulse is gone, and I have no chance of making contents. That of Alfieri is heavy, and all of them seem any thing out of it. I would not have it published as it is to me overloaded. What is necessary but a bust and on any account. The speech of Manfred to the Sun is name? and perhaps a date ? the last for the unchronologithe only part of this act I thought good myself; the rest is cal, of whom I am one. But all your allegory and eulogy certainly as bad as bad can be, and I wonder what the

i infernal

, and worse than the long wigs of English numdevil possessed me. • I'am very glad indeed that you seat me Mr. Gifford's Charles II., William, and Anne.

skulls upon Roman bodies in the statuary of the reigns of opinion without deduction. Do you suppose me such a booby as not to be very much obliged to him? or that in return there in a fortnight. I shall not be England for a

“When you write, write to Venice, as usual ; I mean tu fact I was not, and am not, convinced and convicted in my long time. This afternoon I inet Lord and Lady Jersey conscience of this same overt act of nonsense ?

and saw them for some time: all well; children grown and "I shall try at it again: in the mean time lay it upon the healthy; she very pretty, but sunburnt; he very sick of shelf (the whole Drama, I mean :) but pray correct your travelling; bound for Paris. There are not many English copies of the First and Second Act from the original MS. on the move, and those who are, mostly homewards. I

"I am not coming to England; but going to Rome in a shall not return till business makes me, being much better few days. I return to Venice in June; so, pray, address where I am in health, &c. &c. all letters, &c. to me here, as usual, that is, to Venice. Dr.

"For the sake of my personal comfort, I pray you send Polidori this day left this city with Lord Guilford for Eng- me immediately to Venice-mind, Venice-viz. Waites's land. He is charged with some books to your care (from tooth-powder, red, a quantity; calcined magnesia, of the me,) and two miniatures also to the same address, both for best quality, a quantity; and all this by safe, sure, and iny sister.

speedy means; and, by the Lord! do it. * Recollect not to publish, upon pain of I know not what,

"I have done nothing at Manfred's Third Act. You until I have tried again at the Third Act. I am not sure must wait ; I'll have at it in a week or two, or so. that I shall try, and still less that I shall succeed, if I do ;

"Yours ever, &c." but I am very sure, that (as it is, it is unfit for publication or perusal; and unless I can make it out to my own satisfaction, I won't have any part published.

LETTER CCCXXXIV. "I write in haste, and after having lately written very often. "Yours, &c."

"Rome, May 5, 1817. "By this post (or next at farthest) I send you in two

other covers, the new Third Act of Manfred. I have reLETTER CCCXXXIII.

written the greater part, and returned what is not altered

in the proof you sent me. The Abhot is become a good "Folingo, April 26, 1817.

man, and the Spirits are brought in at the death. You * I wrote to you the other day from Florence, inclosing

will find, I think, some good poetry in this new act, here a MS. enutled. The Lament of Tasso.' It was written in

and there ; and if so, print it, without sending me farther consequence of my having been lately at Ferrara. In the proofs, under Mr. Gifford's correction, if he will have the last section of this MS. but one that is, the penultimate,) goodness to overlook it. Address all answers to l'enice

, I think that I have omitted a hne in the copy sent you from

as usual; I mean to return there in en days.
* The Lament of Tasso,

' which I sent from Florence, Florence, viz, after the line

has, I trust, arrived: I look upon it as a 'these be good ** And woo compassion to a blighted name,

rhymes,' as Pope's papa said to him when he was a boy. insert,

For the two-it and the Drama-you will disburse to me “ Sealing the sentence which my foes proclaim.

(via. Kinnaird) six hundred guincas. You will perhaps The content will show you the sense, which is not clear in be surprised that I set the same price upon this as upon this quotation. Remember, I write this in the supposition the Drama; but, besides that I look upon it as good, I that you have received my Florentine packet.

wou't take less than three hundred guineas for any thing. “At Florence I remained but a day, having a hurry for The two iogether will make you a larger publication than Rume, to which I am thus far advanced. However, I the 'Siege' and 'Parisina ;' so you may think yourself lei went to the iwo galleries, from which one returns drunk off very easy: that is to say, if these poems are good for with beauty. The Venus is more for admiration than love: any thing, which I hope and believe. but there are sculpture and painting, which for the first "I have been some days in Rome the Wonderful. I am ame at all gave me an idea of what people mean by their seeing sights, and have done nothing else, except the neir man and what Mr. Braham calls 'entusimusy (i. e. en- Third Act for you. I have this morning seen a live Popo thusiasm,) about those two most artificial of the arts. and a dead Cardinal: Pius VII. has been burying Cardı. What struck me most were, the mistress of Raphael, a nal Bracchi, whose body I saw in state at the Criesa portrait ; the mistress of Titian, a portrait; a Venus of Nuova. Rome has delighted me beyond every Titian in the Medici gallery—the Venus; Canova's Venus since Athens and Constantinople. But I shall not semain also, in the other gallery: Titian's mistress is also in the long this visit. Address to Venice

"Ever, &c.




• See Childe Haroldt, Canto 3, Stanna

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« P. S. I have got my sardle-horses here, and have "I have had another from my poor dear Augustin who
ridden and am riding, all about the country."

is in a sad suss about my late illness; do, pray, tell her, (the
truthy) that I am better than ever, and in importunate

health, growing (if not grown) large and ruddy, and con.

gratulated by impertinent persons on my robustious appear
ance, when I ought to be pale and interesting.

“You tell me that George Byron was gol a son, and

“Rome, May 9, 1817. Augusta says, a daughter; which is it?--it is no great * Address all answers to Venice; for there I shall re- matter: the father is a good man, an excellent officer, and turn in fifteen days, God willing.

has married a very nice little woman, who will bring him " I sent you from Florence. The Lament of Tasso,'and more babes than income: howbeit she had a handsomu from Rome the Third Act of Manfred, both of which, I dowry, and is a very charming girl;—but he may as well trust, will duly arrive. The terms of these two I mentioned get a ship. in my last, and will repeat in this: it is three hundred for "I have no thoughts of coming among you yet awhile, su cach, or sir hundred guineas for the two—that is, if you that I can fight off business. if I could bui make a iclelike, and they are good for any thing.

rable sale of Newstead, there would be no occasion for my * At last one of ihe parcels is arrived. In the notes to return; and I can assure you very sincerely, that I am Childe Harold there is a blunder of yours or mine: you talk much happier (or, at least, have been so,) out of your island of arrival at St. Gingo, and immediately after, add-on than in it.

"Yours ever the height is the Chateau of Clarens.'* This is sad work: "P. S. There are few English here, but several of my Clarens is on the other side of the Lake, and it is quite im- acquaintance; among others, the Marquis of Lansdowne, possible that I should have so bungled. Look at the MS., with whom I dine to-morrow. I met the Jerseys on the and, at any rate, rectify.

road at Foligno—all well. « The Tales of my Landlord' I have read with great "Oh-I forgot—the Italians have printed Chillon, &c. a pleasure, and perfecily understand now why my sister and piracy-a pretty little edition, prettier than yoursand aunt are so very positive in the very erroneous persuasion published, as I found to my great astonishment on arriving that they must have been written by me. If you knew me here; and what is odd, is, that the English is quite correctly as well as they do, you would have salien, perhaps into the printed. Why they did it, or who did it, I know not; but same mistake. Sume day or other, I will explain to you so it is ;-I suppose, for the English people. I will send why when I have ume ; at present it does not much mat- you a copy." ter; but you must have thought this blunder of theirs very odd, and so did I, till I had read the book.-Croker's letter to you is a very great compliment; I shall return it to you

LETTER CCCXXXVI. in my next.

" I perceive you are publishing a life of Raffael d'Urbino: it may perhaps interest you to ear that a set of German

"Rome, May 12, 1817. artists here allow their hair to grow, and trim it into his! "I have received your letter here, where I have taken a fashion, thereby drinking the cummin of the disciples of the cruise lately; but I shall return back to Venice in a few old philosopher; if they won.d cut their hair, convert it into days, so that if you write again, address there, as usual. I lorushes, and paint like him, it would be more German to am not for returning to England so soon as you imagine; the matter.

and by no means at all as a residence. If you cross the "I'll tell you a story: the other day, a man here- Alps in your projected expedition, you will find me some. an English-mistaking ihe statues of Charlemagne and where in Lombardy, and very glad to see you. Only give Constantine, which are equestrian, for those of Peter and me a word or two beforehand, for I would really diverge Paul, asked another which was Paul of these same horse- some leagues to meet you. men?-to which the reply was-'I thought, sir, that St.

"Of Rome I say nothing; it is quite indescribable, and Paul had never got on horseback since his accident ?'

the Guidebook is as good as any other. I dined yesterday "I'll tell you another: Henry Fox, writing to some one with Lord Lansdowne, who is on his return. But there from Naples the other day, after an illness, adds and I are few English here at present: the winter is their time arn so changed that my oldest credilors would hardly know I have been on horseback most of the day, all days since me.

my arrival, and have taken it as I did Constantinople. But "I am delighted with Rome-as I would be with a band- Rome is the elder sister, and the finer. I went some days bor, that is, it is a fine thing to see, finer than Greece ; but ago to the top of the Alban Mount, which is superb. Ås I have not been here long enough to affect it as a residence, for the Coliseum, Pantheon, St. Peter's, the Vatican, Palaand I must go back to Lombardy, because I am wretched tine, &c. &c.-as I said, vide Guidebook. They are quite at being away from Marianna." I have been riding my inconceivable, and must be seen. The Apollo Belvidere is raddle-horses every day, and been to Albano, its Lakes, the image of Lady Adelaide Forbes—I think I never saw And to the top of the Alban Mount, and to Frescati

, Aricia, such a likeness. &c. &c, with an &c. &c. &c. about the city, and in the

"I have seen the Pope alive, and a cardinal dead, both city: for all which-vide Guidebook. As a whole, ancient of whom looked very well indeed. The latter was in stale and modern, it beats Greece, Constantinople, every thing in the Chiesa Nuova, previous to his interment. at least that I have ever seen. But I can't describe,

"Your poetical alarms are groundless; go on and prosbecause my first impressions are always strong and con- per. Here is Hobhouse just come in, and my horses at the fused, and my memory selects and reduces them to order, door, so that I must mount and take the field in the Campus like distance in the landscape, and blends them better, Martius, which, by-the-way, is all built over by modern although they may be less distinct. There must be


"Yours very and ever,

&c. unse or two more than we have, us mortals; for * * *

“P. S. Hobhouse presents his remembrances, and is * * where there is much to be grasped we are always at eager, with all the world, for your new Poem." D. loss, and yet feel that we ought to have a higher and more extended comprehension. * I have had a letter from Moore, who is in some alarm

LETTER CCCXXXVII. about his Poem. I do n't see why.

"Venice, May 30, 1817.
*I returned from Rome iwo days ago, and have received




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fut letter; but no sign nor tidings of the farcel sent country round to Alba, Tivoli

, Frescari, Licenza, &c. &c; Durcugh Sir C. Stuart, which you mention. After an in- besides I visited twice the Fall of Terni, which beats every terval of months, a packet of "Tales' &c. found me at thing.* On my way back, close to the temple by its hanki Rome; but this is all, and may be all that ever will find me. I got some famous trout out of the river Chitumnus—ilie Thr post seems to be the only sure conveyance and that prettiest litle stream in all poesy, near the first post from mly for letters. From Florence I sent you a .poem on Foligno and Spoletto.t-1 did not stay at Florence, being Tasso, and from Rome the new Third Act of ‘Manfred, anxious to get home to Venice, and having already seen and by Dr. Polidori two portraits for my sister. I lefi the galleries and other sighits. I left my commendatory Rome and made a rapid journey home. You will continue letters the evenmg before I went; su I saw nobody. to direct here as usual. Mr. Hobhouse is gone to Naples: "To-dav, Podemonte, the celebrated poet of Verona, I should have run down there too for a week, but for the called on me; he is a little, thin man, with acute and quantity of English whom I heard of there. I prefer hatiny pleasing features; his address good and gentle; his appe.dr. them at a distance; w:less an earthquake, or a good realance altogether very philosophical; his ave about sixty, or eruption of Vesuvius, were ensured to reconcile me to their mure. He is one of their best going. I gave him Forsiya vicury.

as he speaks, or reads rather, a little English, and will find

there a favourable account of hinself. He inquired after *The day before I left Rome I saw three robbers guil- his old Cruscan friends, Parsons, Greathead, Mrs. Piozzi, louned. The ceremony—including the masqued priests; and Merry, all of whom he had known in his youth. í the half-naked executioners; the bandaged criminals; the gave him as bad an account of them as I could, answering, black Christ and his banner, the scaffold; the soldiery; the as the false 'Solomon Lob' does to ‘Totterton' in the farce, slow procession, and the quick rattle and heavy fall of the 'all gone dead,' and damned by a satire more than twenty are; the splash of the blood, and the ghastliness of the years ago; that the name of their extinguisher was Gifford; exposed heads—is altogether more impressive than the that they were but a sad set of scribes after all, and no vulgar and ungentlemanly dirty .new drop,' and dog-like great things in any other way. He seemed, as was na:ural agony of infliction upon the sufferers of the English sen- very much pleased with this account of his old acquaintlence. Two of these men behaved calmly enough, but the ances, and went away greatly gratified with tha. and Mr. fint of the three died with great terror and reluctance. Forsyth's scntentious paragraph of applauso in his own What was very lorrible, he would not lie down; then his (Pinderonte's) favour. After having been a little liberneck was too large for the aperture, and the priest was tine in his youth, he is grown devout, and takes prayers, oliged tu drown his exclamations by still louder exhorta- and talks to himself, to keep off the Devil; but for all thal, tions. The head was off before the eye could trace the he is a very nice little old gentleman. blow; but from an attempt to draw back the head, notwith

"I am sorry to hear of your row with Hunt; but suppose stan ling it was held forward by the hair, the first head was him to be exasperated by the Quarterly and your resusal cut off ciose :o the ears: the other two were taken off more to cleal; and when one is angry and edits a paper, I should cleanly. It is better than e oriental way, and (I should think the temptation too strong for literary nature, which is think) than the axe of our ancestors. The pain seems not always human. I can't conceive in what, and for httle, and yet the effect to the spectator, and the preparation what, he abuses you: what have you done? you are not an to the criminal, is very striking and chilling. The first author, nor a politician, nor a public character; I know no turned me quite hot and thirsty, and made me shake so scrape you have tumbled into. I am the more sorry for dat I coud hardly hold the opera glass; (I was close, but this because I introduced you to Hunt, and because I was determined to see, as one should see every thing, once, believe him to be a good man; but till I know the particuwith attention;) the second and third, (which shows how lars, I can give no opinion. dreadfully soon things grow indifferent,) I am ashamed 10

“Let me know about Lalla Rookh, which must be out say, had no effect on me as a horror, though I would have by this time. ayed them if I could.

“Yours, &c."

"I restore the proofs, but the punctuation should be corrected. I feel too lazy to have at it myself; so beg and

pray Mr. Gifford for me.—Address to Venice. In a few LETTER CCCXXXVIII.

days I go to my villeggiatura, in a casino near the Brenlin a few miles only on the mainland. I have determined on

another year, and many years of residence, if I can com“Venice, June 4, 1817.

pass them. Marianna is with me, hardly recovered of the "I have received the proofs of the 'Lament of Tasso,' fever, which has been attacking all Italy last winter. I am which makes me hope that you have also received the afraid she is a little hectic; but I hope the best. reformed Third Act of Manfred, from Rome, which I sent

"Ever, &c. soon after my arrival there. My date will apprize you of

"P. S. Towaltzen has done a bust of me at Rome for my return bome within these few days. For me, I have Mr. Hobhouse, which is reckoned very good. He is their received none of your packets, except, after long delay, the best after Canova, and by some preferred to him. "Tales of my Landlord,' which I before acknowledged. I

“I have had a letter from Mr. Hodgsor. He is very do not at all understand the why nots, but so it is ;-no happy, has got a living, but not a child: if he nad stuck to a Manuel, no letters, no tooth-powder, no extract from curacy, babes would have come of course, because he Moore's Italy concerning Marino Falier, no nothing could not have maintained them. as a man hallooed out at one of Burdett's elections, after a

“Remember me to all friends, &c. &c. long ululatus of 'N:) Bastille! No governorities! Nom “ An Austrian officer, the other day, being in love with a God knows who or what;--but his ne plus ultra was 'No Venctian, was ordered, with his regiment, into Hungary. nothing! —and my receipts of your packages amount to Distracted between love and duty, he purchased a deadiy about his meaning. I want the extract from Moore's Italy drug, which, dividing with his mistress, both swallowed very much, and the tooth-powder, and the magnesia; 1 The ensuing pains were terrific, but the pills were purgadron't care so much about the poetry, or the letters, or Mr. live, and not poisonous, by the contrivance of the unseng. Maturin's by-Jasus tragedy. Most of the things sent by mental apothecary; so that so much suicide was ali thrown) the post have come-I mean proofs and letters; therefore, away. You inay conceive the previous confusion and the send me Marino Faliero by the post, in a letter.

final laughter; but the intention was good on ali riders "I was delighted with Rome, and was on horseback all round it many hours daily, besides in it the rest of my time, bothering over its marvels. I excursed and skirred the * Childe llarold, Canto IV stanza 66, and note.


• Childe Herold, Canto IV, stanzas 70 to 72, and note.





other day, we are exactly one or Goldoni's comedies, (La

Vedova Scaltra,) where a Spaniard, English, and French

man are introduced: but we are all very good neighbours * Venice, June 8, 1817.

Venetians, &c. &c. &c. - 'The present letter wü be delivered to you by two "I am just getting on horseback for my evening ride, and Armenian friars, on ineir way, by England, to Madras. a visit to a physician, who has an agreeable family, of a They will z'so convey some copies of the Grammar, which wife and four unmarried daughters, all under eighteen, u! I think you agreed to take. If you can be of any use to are friends of Signora S**, and enemics to noboly. them, either ausing your naval or East Indian acquaint-There are, and are to be, besides, conversaziones and I ances, I hope you wili sc far oblige me, as they and their know not what, at a Countess Labbia's and I know noi order have been remarkably attentive and friendly towards whom. The weather is mild; the thermometer 110 in the me since my arrival at Venice. Their names are Father sun this day, and 80 odd in the shade. Sukias Somalian and Father Sarkis Theodorosian. They

"Yours, &r speaks Italian, and probably French, or a little English. Repeating earnestly my recommendatory request, believe me very truly yours,


LETTER CCCXLI. "Perhaps you can help them to their passage, or give ur get them letters for India.”

" La Mira, near Venice, June 17, 1817.

"It gives me great pleasure to hear of Moore's success, LETTER CCCXL.

and the more so that I never doubted that it would be complete. Whatever good you can tell me of him and his

poem will be most acceptable : I feel very anxious indeed 'La Mira, near Venice, June 14, 1817.

to receive it. “I write to you from the banks of the Brenta, a few miles reward as I wish him to be ; for I know no one who de

I hope that he is as happy in his fame and from Venice, where I have colonized for six months to

serves both more_if any so much. come. Address, as usual, to Venice.

"Now to business; * * * * * * I say unto you “Three months after date, (17th March,)-like the un

verily, it is not so; or, as the foreigner said to the waiter, negotiable bill Jespor.dingly received by the reluctant tailor, after asking him to bring a glass of water, to which the - your despatch has arrived, containing the extract from

man answered, 'I will, sir,– You will!-6--1,-1 Moore's Italy and Mr. Maturin's bankrupt tragedy.* It is the absurd work of a clever man. I think it might have say, you mush! And I will submit this to the decision of done upon the stage if he had made Manuel (by some examination of the circumstances of this as compared with

any person or persons to be appointed by both, on a fair inckery, in a mask or visor,) fight his own battle instead of the preceding publications. So, there's for you. There empk ssing Molineux as his champion; and, after the defeat is always some row or other previously to all our publicaof T xrismond, have made him spare the son of his enemy, tions: ii should seem that, on approximating, we can never by some revulsion of feeling, not incompatible with a cha- quite get over the natural antipathy of author and bookracter of extravagant and distempered emotions. But as

seller, and that more particularly the ferine nature of the i is, what with the Justiza, and the ridiculous conduct of

latter must break forth. the whole dram. pers. (for they are all as mad as Manuel,

"You are out about the Third Canto: I have not done, who surely must have had more interest with a corrupt nor designed, a line of continuation to that poem. I was heuch than a distant relation and heir presumptive, some- too short a time at Rome for it, and have no thought of what suspect of homicide,) I do not wonder at its failure.

recommencing. Az a play, it is impracticable; as a poem, no great things. Who was the 'Greek that grappled with glory naked ?' the to be the origin of Mrs. Leigh's notion about "Tales of My

"I cannot well explain to you by letter what I conceive Olympic wrestlers ? or Alexander the Great, when he ran Landlord;' but it is some points of the characters of Sir E. stark round the tomb of t 'other fellow? or the Spartan who Manley and Burleg, as well as one or two of the jocuiar was fined by the Ephori for fighting without his armour? portions, on which it is founded, probably. or who? And as to 'flaying off life like a garment,' helas!

"If you have received Dr. Polidori, as well as a parcel wat's in Tom Thumb-see king Arthur's soliloquy:

of books, and you can be of use to him, be so. I never was Life's a mere rag, not worth a prince's wearing;

much more disgusted with any human production than

with the eternal nonsense, and tracasseries, and emptiness And the stage-directions—Staggers among the bodies; and ill humour, and vanity of that young person; but he has the slain are too numerous, as well as the blackamoor some talent, and is a man of honour, and has dispositions knights-penitent being one too many: and De Zelos is such of amendment, in which he has been aided by a little suba shabby Monmouth-street villain, without any redeeming sequent experience, and may turn out well. Therefore quality-Stap my vitals! Maturin seems to be declining

use your government interest for him, for he is improved into Nat. Leo. But let him try again; he has talent, but

and improvable.

"Yours, &c" not much taste. I'gin to fear, or to hope, that Sotheby after all is to be the Æschylus of the age, unless Mr. Shiel he really worthy his success. The more I see of the stage,

LETTER CCCXLII. the less I would wish to have any thing to do with it; as a 170ot of which, I hope you have received the Third Act of Mantrael, which will at least prove tha: I wish to steer very

"La Mira, near Venice, June 18, 1817. clear of the possibility of being put into scenery. I sent it "Eraceed is a letter to Dr. Holland from Pindemonie tom Rome.

Not kpowing the doctor's address, I am desired to inquire * I returned the proof of Tasso. By-the-way, have you and perhaps, being a literary man, you will know or diswever received a translation of St. Paul, which I sent you cover his haunt near some populous churchyard. I have not for publication, before I went to Rome?

written to you a scolding leuer-I believe, upon a misap- I ain at present on the Brema. Opposite is a Spanish prchended passage in your letter-but never mind: it will marquis, ninety years old ; next his casino is a French- du for next time, and you will surely deserve it. Talking man's,--b-sides the natives; so that, as somebody said the of doctors reminds me once more to recommend to you ono

who will not recommend himself,—the Doctor Polidori. If you can help hun to a publisher, do: or,

if you have any


I'll cast it off.'


• Manuel.

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