"I have received the proofs of the 'Lament of Tasso,' which makes me hope that you have also received the reformed third Act of Manfred, from Rome, which I sent soon after my arrival there. My date will apprise you of my return home within these few days. For me, I have received _none_ of your packets, except, after long delay, the 'Tales of my Landlord,' which I before acknowledged. I do not at all understand the _why nots_, but so it is; no Manuel, no letters, no tooth-powder, no _extract_ from Moore's Italy concerning Marino Faliero, no NOTHING--as a man hallooed out at one of Burdett's elections, after a long ululatus of 'No Bastille! No governor-ities! No--'God knows who or what;--but his _ne plus ultra_ was, 'No nothing!'--and my receipts of your packages amount to about his meaning. I want the extract from _Moore's_ Italy very much, and the tooth-powder, and the magnesia; I don't care so much about the poetry, or the letters, or Mr. Maturin's by-Jasus tragedy. Most of the things sent by the post have come--I mean proofs and letters; therefore send me Marino Faliero by the post, in a letter. "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 country round to Alba, Tivoli, Frescati, Licenza, &c. &c.; besides, I visited twice the Fall of Terni, which beats every thing. On my way back, close to the temple by its banks, I got some famous trout out of the river Clitumnus--the prettiest little stream in all poesy, near the first post from Foligno and Spoletto.--I did not stay at Florence, being anxious to get home to Venice, and having already seen the galleries and other sights. I left my commendatory letters the evening before I went, so I saw nobody.