Produced by Jonathan Ingram, Taavi Kalju and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net LIFE OF LORD BYRON: WITH HIS LETTERS AND JOURNALS. BY THOMAS MOORE, ESQ. IN SIX VOLUMES.--VOL. III. NEW EDITION. LONDON: JOHN MURRAY, ALBEMARLE STREET. 1854. CONTENTS OF VOL. III. LETTERS AND JOURNALS OF LORD BYRON, WITH NOTICES OF HIS LIFE, from February, 1814, to April, 1817. NOTICES OF THE LIFE OF LORD BYRON. "JOURNAL, 1814. "February 18. "Better than a month since I last journalised:--most of it out of London and at Notts., but a busy one and a pleasant, at least three weeks of it. On my return, I find all the newspapers in hysterics[1], and town in an uproar, on the avowal and republication of two stanzas on Princess Charlotte's weeping at Regency's speech to Lauderdale in 1812. They are daily at it still;--some of the abuse good, all of it hearty. They talk of a motion in our House upon it--be it so. "Got up--redde the Morning Post, containing the battle of Buonaparte, the destruction of the Custom-house, and a paragraph on me as long as my pedigree, and vituperative, as usual. "Hobhouse is returned to England. He is my best friend, the most lively, and a man of the most sterling talents extant. "'The Corsair' has been conceived, written, published, &c. since I last took up this journal. They tell me it has great success;--it was written _con amore_, and much from _existence_. Murray is satisfied with its progress; and if the public are equally so with the perusal, there's an end of the matter. [Footnote 1: Immediately on the appearance of The Corsair, (with those obnoxious verses, "Weep, daughter of a royal line," appended to it,) a series of attacks, not confined to Lord Byron himself, but aimed also at all those who had lately become his friends, was commenced in the Courier and Morning Post, and carried on through the greater part of the months of February and March. The point selected by these writers, as a ground of censure on the poet, was one which _now_, perhaps, even themselves would agree to class among his claims to praise,--namely, the atonement which he had endeavoured to make for the youthful violence of his Satire by a measure of justice, amiable even in its overflowings, to every one whom he conceived he had wronged. Notwithstanding the careless tone in which, here and elsewhere, he speaks of these assaults, it is evident that they annoyed him;--an effect which, in reading them over now, we should be apt to wonder they could produce, did we not recollect the property which Dryden attributes to "small wits," in common with certain other small animals:-- "We scarce could know they live, but that they _bite_."