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calling the last stage of his glorious course her own, and lighting him, amidst the sympathies of the world, to his grave.

Having endeavoured, in this comparison between his present and former self, to account, by what I consider to be their true causes, for the new phenomena which his character, at this period, exhibited, I shall now lay before the reader the Journal by which these remarks were more immediately suggested, and from which I fear they will be thought to have too long detained him.

EXTRACTS FROM A DIARY OF LORD BYRON,

1821.

"Ravenna, January 4. 1821. "A sudden thought strikes me.' Let me begin a Journal once more. The last I kept was in Switzerland, in record of a tour made in the Bernese Alps, which I made to send to my sister in 1816, and I suppose that she has it still, for she wrote to me that she was pleased with it. Another, and longer, I kept in 1813-1814, which I gave to Thomas Moore in the same year.

worse.

"This morning Igat me up late, as usual-weather bad bad as England The snow of last week melting to the sirocco of to-day, so that there were two d-d things at once. Could not even get to ride on horseback in the forest. Stayed at home all the morning-looked at the fire-wondered when the post would come. Post came at the Ave Maria, instead of half-past one o'clock, as it ought. Galignani's Messengers, six in number- a letter

from Faenza, but none from England. Very sulky in consequence (for there ought to have been letters), and ate in consequence a copious dinner; for when I am vexed, it makes me swallow quicker but drank very little.

"I was out of spirits - read the papers-thought what fame was, on reading, in a case of murder, that 'Mr. Wych, grocer, at Tunbridge, sold some bacon, flour, cheese, and, it is believed, some plums, to some gipsy woman accused. He had on his counter (I quote faithfully) a book, the Life of Pamela, which he was tearing for waste paper, &c. &c. In the cheese was found, &c. and a leaf of Pamela wrapt round the bacon.' What would Richardson, the vainest and luckiest of living authors (i. e. while alive) - he who, with Aaron Hill, used to prophesy and chuckle over the presumed fall of Fielding (the prose Homer of human nature) and of Pope (the most beautiful of poets) — what would he have said, could he have traced his pages from their place on the French prince's toilets (see Boswell's Johnson) to the grocer's counter and the gipsy-murderess's bacon !!!

"What would he have said? what can any body say, save what Solomon said long before us? After all, it is but passing from one counter to another, from the bookseller's to the other tradesman'sgrocer or pastry-cook. For my part, I have met with most poetry upon trunks; so that I am apt to consider the trunk-maker as the sexton of author. ship.

"Wrote five letters in about half an hour, short

and savage, to all my rascally correspondents. Carriage came. Heard the news of three murders at Faenza and Forli- a carabinier, a smuggler, and an - all last night. The two first in a quarrel,

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the latter by premeditation.

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"Three weeks ago - almost a month-the 7th it was- I picked up the commandant, mortally wounded, out of the street; he died in my house; assassins unknown, but presumed political. His brethren wrote from Rome last night to thank me for having assisted him in his last moments. Poor fellow it was a pity; he was a good soldier, but imprudent. It was eight in the evening when they killed him. We heard the shot; my servants and I ran out, and found him expiring, with five wounds, two whereof mortal - by slugs they seemed. I examined him, but did not go to the dissection next morning.

went to visit La Contessa

"Carriage at 8 or so G.- found her playing on the piano-forte talked till ten, when the Count, her father, and the no less Count, her brother, came in from the theatre. Play, they said, Alfieri's Filippo - well received.

"Two days ago the King of Naples passed through Bologna on his way to congress. My servant Luigi brought the news. I had sent him to Bologna for a lamp. How will it end? Time will show.

"Came home at eleven, or rather before. If the road and weather are comfortable, mean to ride tomorrow. High time almost a week at this work

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snow, sirocco, one

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sad climate for Italy. But the two seasons,

last and present, are extraordinary. Read a Life of Leonardo da Vinci by Rossi — ruminated

this much, and will go to bed.

wrote

"January 5. 1821.

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"Rose late dull and drooping – the weather dripping and dense. Snow on the ground, and sirocco above in the sky, like yesterday. Roads up to the horse's belly, so that riding (at least for pleasure) is not very feasible. Added a postscript to my letter to Murray. Read the conclusion, for the fiftieth time (I have read all W. Scott's novels at least fifty times), of the third series of Tales of my Landlord,' grand work - Scotch Fielding, as well as great English poet - wonderful man! I long to get drunk with him.

6

“Dined versus six o' the clock. Forgot that there was a plum-pudding, (I have added, lately, eating to my family of vices,') and had dined before I knew it. Drank half a bottle of some sort of spirits— probably spirits of wine; for what they call brandy, rum, &c. &c. here is nothing but spirits of wine, coloured accordingly. Did not eat two apples, which were placed by way of dessert.

Fed the two

cats, the hawk, and the tame (but not tamed) crow. Read Mitford's History of Greece - Xenophon's Retreat of the Ten Thousand. Up to this present moment writing, 6 minutes before eight o' the clock -French hours, not Italian.

"Hear the carriage — order pistols and great coat, as usual · necessary articles. Weather cold

― carriage open, and inhabitants somewhat savage rather treacherous and highly inflamed by politics. Fine fellows, though, good materials for a nation. Out of chaos God made a world, and out of high passions comes a people.

"Clock strikes - going out to make love. Somewhat perilous, but not disagreeable. Memorandum a new screen put up to-day. It is rather antique, but will do with a little repair.

"Thaw continues - hopeful that riding may be practicable to-morrow. Sent the papers to Alli.— grand events coming.

Visited La

"11 o' the clock and nine minutes. Contessa G. Nata G. G. Found her beginning my letter of answer to the thanks of Alessio del Pinto of Rome for assisting his brother the late Commandant in his last moments, as I had begged her to pen my reply for the purer Italian, I being an ultra-montane, little skilled in the set phrase of Tuscany. Cut short the letter-finish it another day. Talked of Italy, patriotism, Alfieri, Madame Albany, and other branches of learning. Also Sallust's Conspiracy of Catiline, and the War of Jugurtha. At 9 came in her brother, Il Conte Pietro at 10, her father,

Conte Ruggiero.

"Talked of various modes of warfare of the Hungarian and Highland modes of broad-sword exercise, in both whereof I was once a moderate 'master of fence.' Settled that the R. will break out on the 7th or 8th of March, in which appointment I should trust, had it not been settled that it was to

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