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	<title>Edward Lear's Diaries</title>
	
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		<title>Wednesday, 21 March 1860</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[X10
Fine ever.
Worked at Sandbach’s Palermo.
Macbeans. Much uneasiness about the street row ― …
Letter from C. Fortescue ― kindly &#38; nice as ever. ―
Returned &#38; worked again off &#38; on at the Palermo till 5.
Various folk called. Col. Bowen. ― Maj.r Reynolds &#38; Miss Yates, who bought my Janina for £35 ― frame included. Mr. Jervoise, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>X10</p>
<p>Fine ever.</p>
<p>Worked at <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/sandbach-mr-w-and-mrs/">Sandbach</a>’s Palermo.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>. Much uneasiness about the street row ― …</p>
<p>Letter from <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/fortescue-chichester/">C. Fortescue</a> ― kindly &amp; nice as ever. ―</p>
<p>Returned &amp; worked again off &amp; on at the Palermo till 5.</p>
<p>Various folk called. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/bowen-colonel/">Col. Bowen</a>. ― <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/reynolds-major-and-miss/">Maj.r Reynolds</a> &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/yates-miss/">Miss Yates</a>, who bought my Janina for £35 ― frame included. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/jervoise-mr/">Mr. Jervoise</a>, &amp; later Macbean. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cholmondeley/">R. Cholmondeley</a> also.</p>
<p>At 5½ or 6 walked in the Borghese.</p>
<p>Dined alone. Young <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/reilly/">Reilly</a> came, &amp; I read Guinevêre to him, wh. is assuredly a wondrous pome. ―</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
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		<title>Tuesday, 20 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 07:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sent letter to E. Tennyson.
X9
Bad wicked life.
Rose fervently ― nonostante. &#38; Worked at S. Sabbas more or less all day.
Going out at 12 to Macbeans, ― heard of the row in the Corso last night. ― The was a great “demonstration” of young men ― 4 a 4 abreast ― (Garibaldi’s birthday,) ― &#38; much [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sent letter to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/tennyson-emily-nee-selwood/">E. Tennyson</a>.</p>
<p>X9</p>
<p>Bad wicked life.</p>
<p>Rose fervently ― nonostante. &amp; Worked at S. Sabbas more or less all day.</p>
<p>Going out at 12 to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>, ― heard of the row in the Corso last night. ― The was a great “demonstration” of young men ― 4 a 4 abreast ― (Garibaldi’s birthday,) ― &amp; much fuss thereby. At the P. Colonna, 2 or 3 it seems called out <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/victor-emmanuel-ii-of-italy/">V. Manuello</a>,<sup>1</sup> &amp; were arrested: but the gendarms let them go, on F. persuasion, whereat the populace hissed the Gendarms. ― Shortly after, some 10 or 20 G. rode out of the M. Citorio, &amp; down the Corso, ― stabbing &amp; “a casa, canaglia,”<sup>2</sup> ― on all sides. 3 F. soldiers, &amp; 1 F. officer, &amp; some 10 or 15 Romans were wounded. ― The excitement is great to day.<sup>3</sup></p>
<p>Worked at home till 5. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/dessoulany/">Dessoulany</a> called, &amp; cheered me by his natural &amp; straight way’d admiration of my paintings. ―― Called on the <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/knight-family/">Knights</a> ― on Helen K. &amp; walked a bit in the Borghese.</p>
<p>Dined alone.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cholmondeley/">Cholmondeley</a> came, an excitable &amp; enthusiastic fellow, ―: I had called on him at 1 or 2 &amp; saw his brother, a <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/priest-r-c/">R.C. Priest</a>.</p>
<p>also called on <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/williams-penry/">P. Williams</a>.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-giorgio/">George</a> is livelier &amp; more studious to day.</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9402" class="footnote">Vittorio Emanuele II, king of Sardinia and Piedmont, who was operating for a unification of Italy.</li><li id="footnote_1_9402" class="footnote">Go home, scoundrels.</li><li id="footnote_2_9402" class="footnote">For the Roman events of 19 March 1860, see R. Ambrosi de Magistris and I. Ghiron. <em>Roma nella storia dell’unità italiana. Studio storico</em>. Roma-Torino-Firenze: Fratelli Bocca, 1884, Vol. 2, pp. 372-6.</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/DJZWKqFmEeI" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Monday, 19 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 07:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sent letter to Dickenson.
Slept always, &#38; well!! ― &#38; rose very late.
Nonostante,1 cross ― &#38; crosser that George had done no lessons, ― the fact in itself not vexatious, but his reason for so doing ― “mi c’entrava la testa, ch’era la Domenica, e stavo meglio far niente.”2 ― as his best writing [evenings] had [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sent letter to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/dickenson/">Dickenson</a>.</p>
<p>Slept always, &amp; well!! ― &amp; rose very late.</p>
<p>Nonostante,<sup>1</sup> cross ― &amp; crosser that <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-giorgio/">George</a> had done no lessons, ― the fact in itself not vexatious, but his reason for so doing ― “mi c’entrava la testa, ch’era la Domenica, e stavo meglio far niente.”<sup>2</sup> ― as his best writing [evenings] had been ever Sundays ― this was absurd. Eyes bad, &amp; could not work.</p>
<p>To <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbean</a>’s but it was a fêsta:<sup>3</sup> however I got some tin.</p>
<p>Returned, &amp; worked very very little.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/parish-mr/">Mr. Parish</a> came. Letter from <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cracke-v/">V. Crake</a> ―</p>
<p>And 6 papers ― sent from Dickenson, very obliging. ―</p>
<p>At 4½ or 5 called on <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/williams-penry/">P.W.</a> ― &amp; walked with him till 6½.</p>
<p>Dined alone.</p>
<p>And now to bed.</p>
<p>What a solitary, bad, foolish, unwholesome life!</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9400" class="footnote">Notwithstanding which.</li><li id="footnote_1_9400" class="footnote">It entered my head that it was a Sunday, and I was better off doing nothing.</li><li id="footnote_2_9400" class="footnote">Holiday.</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/TLSt_s9p1a8" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sunday, 18 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 07:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Very clear &#38; fine. ― Rose late.
Church. Burgon is intolerable ― Lazarus &#38; Dives,1 ˆ[arguing that it was certain we should have all our members ― vide “the tip of my tongue.”]
Calls on Miss Cushman, &#38; Macbeans.
Walked with Jameson to Tor di Schiavi.
Dined at the Bertie Mathews: ― very pleasant. ―
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very clear &amp; fine. ― Rose late.</p>
<p>Church. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/burgon-mr/">Burgon</a> is intolerable ― Lazarus &amp; Dives,<sup>1</sup> ˆ[arguing that it was certain we should have all our members ― vide “the tip of my tongue.”]<br />
Calls on <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cushman-miss/">Miss Cushman</a>, &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>.</p>
<p>Walked with <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/jameson-captain/">Jameson</a> to Tor di Schiavi.</p>
<p>Dined at the <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/mathews-bertie/">Bertie Mathews</a>: ― very pleasant. ―</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9397" class="footnote">Dives (the rich man who will be damned) and Lazarus (the poor man that is saved) were common figures in fifteenth- and sixteenth-century moralities and interludes.</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/byuA54qEByE" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Saturday, 17 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 07:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I suspect the night was bad.
Gray, cold, damp day.
To Macbeans, after working at the small Palermo.
Worked again at the little brute till 4½.
Then walked with P. Williams till 6½.
Dined alone. ―
Ομιλ ισα με τον Γεοργιον, δια τα πραγματα του Κορφου. ―1
X8
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I suspect the night was bad.</p>
<p>Gray, cold, damp day.</p>
<p>To <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>, after working at the small Palermo.</p>
<p>Worked again at the little brute till 4½.</p>
<p>Then walked with <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/williams-penry/">P. Williams</a> till 6½.</p>
<p>Dined alone. ―</p>
<p>Ομιλ ισα με τον Γεοργιον, δια τα πραγματα του Κορφου. ―<sup>1</sup></p>
<p>X8</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9395" class="footnote">But I speak to Giorgio about the things of Corfu (GT).</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/uXyvd6xMLrA" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Friday, 16 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 07:00:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[X6
Cloudy all day, &#38; after 3 wet.
Rose late. ―
Worked at small Palermo.
Cross, ill, &#38; altogether odious.
To Macbean’s. ―
(Gave the porter 8 pauls ― he going away.)
Mr. &#38; Mrs. Foster came, &#38; I gave her a good little drawing of the Dead Sea ― much on account of her kind Aunt, &#38; my recollection of her [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>X6</p>
<p>Cloudy all day, &amp; after 3 wet.</p>
<p>Rose late. ―</p>
<p>Worked at small Palermo.</p>
<p>Cross, ill, &amp; altogether odious.</p>
<p>To <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbean</a>’s. ―</p>
<p>(Gave the porter 8 pauls ― he going away.)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/forster/">Mr. &amp; Mrs. Foster</a> came, &amp; I gave her a good little drawing of the Dead Sea ― much on account of her kind Aunt, &amp; my recollection of her the year S.H. was married.</p>
<p>Worked on ―: ― ill &amp; unhinged.</p>
<p>X7</p>
<p>Slept.</p>
<p>Rose &amp; worked again till 5.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/williams-penry/">P. Williams</a> came.</p>
<p>At 6 went to the <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/knight-family/">Knights</a>, &amp; saw Helen &amp; the <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/sermoneta-duke-of/">Duchess</a>. ― C. is gone to England.</p>
<p>Rain.</p>
<p>Dined alone. ― Read <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/bulwer-henry-1st-baron-dalling-and-bulwer/">Bulwer</a>’s life of <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/byron-george-gordon-6th-baron-byron/">Byron</a> ― the best I have ever read: ― &amp; thought a good deal on Annesley, &amp; my old 1824 thoughts.</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
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		<title>Thursday, 15 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 07:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wrote letter to F.L. Drew 50£ from Drummonds.
Rose later, i.e. 7½. ―
Gray, finish, cloudy day.
Worked at the Appian Way picture ― only going at 11 to Macbeans. J. Gibson called.
Again working to 5½ ― then calling on Newton, who was busy with his boox ― &#38; forming himself naturally into Roman Consular life.
Home by 6½.
Dined [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wrote letter to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lushington-franklin/">F.L.</a> Drew 50£ from <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/drummond-edgar/">Drummonds</a>.</p>
<p>Rose later, i.e. 7½. ―</p>
<p>Gray, finish, cloudy day.</p>
<p>Worked at the Appian Way picture ― only going at 11 to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/gibson-john/">J. Gibson</a> called.</p>
<p>Again working to 5½ ― then calling on <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/newton-sir-charles-thomas/">Newton</a>, who was busy with his boox ― &amp; forming himself naturally into Roman Consular life.</p>
<p>Home by 6½.</p>
<p>Dined alone. &amp; read <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/eliot-george-pseud-mary-anne-evans/">Adam Bede</a>, the most singular book one has read since <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/gaskell-elizabeth-cleghorn-nee-stevenson/">Mrs. Gaskells</a>, &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/bronte-charlotte/">C. Brontë</a>’s. ―</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-giorgio/">G.</a> vexes me by saying, one … [Pangroti], Corfioti, has told him so &amp; so, at the “Collegio.” ――― whereas I thought he had “no friends” ― (as Lady C. Smith said) in the paese.<sup>1</sup></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9391" class="footnote">Country.</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/IFkbeF1zoi8" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Wednesday, 14 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 07:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sent letters to Ann, &#38; Spiro Kokali.
Aperiently very fine. Rejolved to go to V. Appia, for the details of one of my “20 pictures.” So, first Macbeans, &#38; then, at 11½, to the Coliseum, where G. was waiting for me. ― Then we walked out of the P. Sebastiana, &#38; to the ruin I had [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sent letters to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lear-ann/">Ann</a>, &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-spiro/">Spiro Kokali</a>.</p>
<p>Aperiently very fine. Rejolved to go to V. Appia, for the details of one of my “20 pictures.” So, first <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a>, &amp; then, at 11½, to the Coliseum, where <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-giorgio/">G.</a> was waiting for me. ― Then we walked out of the P. Sebastiana, &amp; to the ruin I had to draw, by wh. time clouds had riz, &amp; it began to rain &amp; hail cats &amp; dogs. So we had to shelter in a half tomb. ― G. talking of his wife said, dispiacque a mia madre che fosse Parguinota, e non Suliota.<sup>1</sup> Their eldest brother was killed by the Turx at Prevera in 1846 aged 31. The Mother has never ceased to “rammentar”<sup>2</sup> the fact. ― The Mother is &amp; has always been a strictest disciplinarian: “ne Io, ne Spiro abbiam toccate donne prima di sposar.”<sup>3</sup> ― But Χριζὺς is to be less spoken of: ― he, tho’ living with the rest, spends time on dissolute vimin. ― It ceased to rain at 2 ― &amp; I got what outline I wanted: ― then wandered all along by the quarries, (by far the most beautiful bits of Roman Environs,) to the hills above Grotto Egeria, &amp; so on, by the lane to the S. Gio. L. road, ― &amp; wearily to V. Condotti by 6 or 6¼. Had a dinner from Spillman’s. Not well all day.</p>
<p>3 letters ― Ann, who has seen <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lear-sarah/">Sarah</a>: ― it is a great pleasure that these sisters have met again, tho’ I share but little in the matter. ― <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/fowler-r/">R. Fowler</a> ― <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/fowler-daniel/">D.</a> still in England. &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lushington-franklin/">F.L.</a> whose letter is very kind &amp; nice. But the wretched Bassæ is still unhoused: the V. Chancellor having declared he can’t accept it without a “Competent voucher.” ― So, one does not know if even it will be hung at all.</p>
<p>Which fully accounts for my being half asleep. ―</p>
<p>Reading Adam Bede.<sup>4</sup></p>
<p>X5 ?</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
<ol class="footnotes"><li id="footnote_0_9388" class="footnote">My mother was sorry she was a Parguinote and not a Suliot.</li><li id="footnote_1_9388" class="footnote">Remember.</li><li id="footnote_2_9388" class="footnote">Neither Spiro nor I ever touched a woman before getting married.</li><li id="footnote_3_9388" class="footnote"><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/eliot-george-pseud-mary-anne-evans/">George Eliot</a>&#8217;s first novel, published in 1859.</li></ol><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdwardLearsDiaries/~4/bXmyu2UBw4o" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tuesday, 13 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2010 07:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marco Graziosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[X4.
Truth is truth.
Gray fine cold day.
Suddenly, resolved to cover the 2nd canvass, &#38; outlined (painfully,) a S. Sabbas, &#38; worked at it till 12. Macbeans ― no papers.
Letters from Mrs. G. Clive ― as always, nice, &#38; from Ann ―
Sarah has arrived! 7 years away! ― for it was in 1852 ― Feby ― that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>X4.</p>
<p>Truth is truth.</p>
<p>Gray fine cold day.</p>
<p>Suddenly, resolved to cover the 2nd canvass, &amp; outlined (painfully,) a S. Sabbas, &amp; worked at it till 12. <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a> ― no papers.</p>
<p>Letters from <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/clive-george-and-mrs/">Mrs. G. Clive</a> ― as always, nice, &amp; from <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lear-ann/">Ann</a> ―</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/lear-sarah/">Sarah</a> has arrived! 7 years away! ― for it was in 1852 ― Feby ― that I went down to Gravesend to see her off.</p>
<p>Worked again till nearly 5 &amp; very well.</p>
<p>Walked alone to ½ mile on the P. Pia road.</p>
<p>Dined alone. ― Wrote alone. Drew alone ― at <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/masters/">Musters</a> S. Sabbas. ―</p>
<p>All things are alone. ―</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
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		<title>Monday, 12 March 1860</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 07:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sent letters to Gibbs, &#38; A. Seymour.
Rose before 7 ― gray ― cleary ― finy.
G.’s lessons, how this diligent man, at 38 has learned to write &#38; read!!!
Worked at the Janina Mosque.
At 12 went to Macbeans ―. ―
At 1 worked till 4 ― at the Jannina, &#38; other paintings.
Then went to Newton, &#38; walked with [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sent letters to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/gibbs-frederick-w/">Gibbs</a>, &amp; <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/seymour-alfred/">A. Seymour</a>.</p>
<p>Rose before 7 ― gray ― cleary ― finy.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/cocali-giorgio/">G.</a>’s lessons, how this diligent man, at 38 has learned to write &amp; read!!!</p>
<p>Worked at the Janina Mosque.</p>
<p>At 12 went to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/macbean/">Macbeans</a> ―. ―</p>
<p>At 1 worked till 4 ― at the Jannina, &amp; other paintings.</p>
<p>Then went to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/newton-sir-charles-thomas/">Newton</a>, &amp; walked with him to <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/storey-family/">Storys</a>, who, with us, went to the P. Pia road: we had a good deal of pleasant &amp; “profane” conversation. S.’s account of the wood carving at Chartres ― (subject the M.ˇ[lous] conception,) was very amazing &amp; amusing.</p>
<p>Newton is the most interesting fellow ― but his life here is sad to think of ― onward. He is 45.</p>
<p>Returned at 6½ dined alone.</p>
<p>Worked for 2 hours at <a href="http://www.nonsenselit.org/diaries/people/masters/">Musters</a>’s S. Sabbas.</p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]</span></p>
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