Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 5: With His Letters and JournalsMoore, Thomas
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Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 5: With His Letters and Journals
Moore, Thomas
Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824; Poets, English -- 19th century -- Biography
"I send you two rough things, prose and verse, not much in
themselves, but which will show, one of them, the state of the
country, and the other, of your friend's mind, when they were
written. Neither of them were sent to the person concerned, but you
will see, by the style of them, that they were sincere, as I am in
signing myself
"Yours ever and truly,
"B."
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Of the two enclosures, mentioned in the foregoing note, one was a letter
intended to be sent to Lady Byron relative to his money invested in the
funds, of which the following are extracts:--
"Ravenna, Marza 1mo, 1821.
"I have received your message, through my sister's letter, about
English security, &c. &c. It is considerate, (and true, even,) that
such is to be found--but not that I shall find it. Mr. * *, for his
own views and purposes, will thwart all such attempts till he has
accomplished his own, viz. to make me lend my fortune to some
client of his choosing.
"At this distance--after this absence, and with my utter ignorance
of affairs and business--with my temper and impatience, I have
neither the means nor the mind to resist. Thinking of the funds as
I do, and wishing to secure a reversion to my sister and her
children, I should jump at most expedients.
"What I told you is come to pass--the Neapolitan war is declared.
Your funds will fall, and I shall be in consequence ruined. That's
nothing--but my blood relations will be so. You and your child are
provided for. Live and prosper--I wish so much to both. Live and
prosper--you have the means. I think but of my real kin and
kindred, who may be the victims of this accursed bubble.
"You neither know nor dream of the consequences of this war. It is
a war of _men_ with monarchs, and will spread like a spark on the
dry, rank grass of the vegetable desert. What it is with you and
your English, you do not know, for ye sleep. What it is with us
here, I know, for it is before, and around, and within us.
"Judge of my detestation of England and of all that it inherits,
when I avoid returning to your country at a time when not only my
pecuniary interests, but, it may be, even my personal security,
require it. I can say no more, for all letters are opened. A short
time will decide upon what is to be done here, and then you will
learn it without being more troubled with me or my correspondence.
Whatever happens, an individual is little, so the cause is
forwarded.
"I have no more to say to you on the score of affairs, or on any
other subject."
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