Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 4: With His Letters and JournalsMoore, Thomas
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Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 4: With His Letters and Journals
Moore, Thomas
Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824; Poets, English -- 19th century -- Biography
"I have caused write to Siri and Willhalm to send with Vincenza, in
a boat, the camp-beds and swords left in their care when I quitted
Venice. There are also several pounds of Mantons best powder in a
Japan case; but unless I felt sure of getting it away from V.
without seizure, I won't have it ventured. I can get it in here, by
means of an acquaintance in the customs, who has offered to get it
ashore for me; but should like to be certiorated of its safety in
leaving Venice. I would not lose it for its weight in gold--there
is none such in Italy, as I take it to be.
"I wrote to you a week or so ago, and hope you are in good plight
and spirits. Sir Humphry Davy is here, and was last night at the
Cardinal's. As I had been there last Sunday, and yesterday was
warm, I did not go, which I should have done, if I had thought of
meeting the man of chemistry. He called this morning, and I shall
go in search of him at Corso time. I believe to-day, being Monday,
there is no great conversazione, and only the family one at the
Marchese Cavalli's, where I go as a relation sometimes, so that,
unless he stays a day or two, we should hardly meet in public.
"The theatre is to open in May for the fair, if there is not a row
in all Italy by that time,--the Spanish business has set them all a
constitutioning, and what will be the end, no one knows--it is also
necessary thereunto to have a beginning.
"Yours, &c.
"P.S. My benediction to Mrs. Hoppner. How is your little boy?
Allegra is growing, and has increased in good looks and obstinacy."
* * * * *
LETTER 370. TO MR. MURRAY.
"Ravenna, April 23. 1820.
"The proofs don't contain the _last_ stanzas of Canto second, but
end abruptly with the 105th stanza.
"I told you long ago that the new Cantos[72] were _not_ good, and I
also _told you a reason_. Recollect, I do not oblige you to publish
them; you may suppress them, if you like, but I can alter nothing.
I have erased the six stanzas about those two impostors * * * *
(which I suppose will give you great pleasure), but I can do no
more. I can neither recast, nor replace; but I give you leave to
put it all into the fire, if you like, or _not_ to publish, and I
think that's sufficient.
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