Drew 60£ from Drummonds

Very dark. ― Could not work. Looked out 48 drawings to mount.

W.F. Beadon came. ―― Pouring rain.

At 1 went to Drummond’s, & paid Jones & Roberson. Called on the Welds ― AT there: & asked to dine.

Awful slush & pouring rain.

Home… at 5.30 ― to Burlington House.

Little Agnes is a nice child. ― Mrs. Weld bores me always, by want of tact; ― “incense” ― & perpetual appeal to an Egotism I don’t possess. I suppose it is owing to their being constantly among people who require this unction. ― At dinner ― things were more tolerable: ― I fear though, I said more than was wise as to my feelings about Lebanon etc. ― After dinner, some fine views of the Himalaya were shown. ― Then came a Mrs. Májendie [Lady Franklin’s sister],1 a sharp bittery old dame. Ποῖ, singing ――― & while trying to arrange the notes on a horrible piano, ― saith the old dame ― “I thought I was to hear singing ― what is all this prelude about? ―”

I sang 2 or 3 things, & I must say AT was very nice & unusually placid, which I am happy to see. ― But the “sphere” was not “convenient.” ―

Ach! Ach! Ach!

Καὶ ἡ μόνη ζωή μοῦ λείψε! καμμία γύνη!!2

It is of no use to think of Λούσιξλον: αὐτὸς ἀπέθανε διὰ ἐμέ:3 ―

XXX

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

  1. At the bottom of the page, a line connecting the phrase to the name. [↩]
  2. And I have missed the lone life! no woman! (NB). [↩]
  3. Lusixlon [whom I suspect to be Lushington, MG]: he died for me (NB). [↩]