Cedars 13th day

Sent letters to Mrs. Empson ― Macbean, ― W. Beadon, Mrs. Wyatt ― & Lady Bethell. ―

Rose at 6.30 ― it is hardly light earlier now: ― & worked till 8.15 on “Baalbek.” ―

Breakfast. 2 nice letters ― from T.G. Baring, ― asking me there: ― & from Gussie Bethell ― asking for Autographs. ― So I sent her Hallam Tennyson’s ― Count de Paris’s, & Holman Hunts. ―

The rain poured in torrents from 6 to 9. ― I went to work at 10: ― & it rained till 1. At 3 it became fine.

The picture went on very tolerably: but: πρέπει νὰ ὀμολογήσω — ὁ Κύριος Λαιλ εἶναι μὰλλον1 a bore. Returned at 5 ― & walked a little: but my foot having been hurt on Sunday week ― I can’t walk fast ― so got cold. ― Altogether I am rather uncomfortable tonight, ― I got into a gate, thinking it led to the Hotel, when a furious female rushed out ― “private property sir! you have no right here Sir! ― Does not this lead to the Hotel? ― No! Sir ― nothing of the kind!” ―― I thought of G. Kokali, & his ― “mi piacerebbe un dove sia più libertà.”2 ―

At dinner I was more cross. Φαγωμεν — φαγωμεν παραπολὺ — Διὰ τοῦτο εἶμαι βέβαιος.3

Ἀλλὰ πῶς ἐμβορῶ νά ἀλλαλάξη τα πράγματα;4

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

  1. I must admit ― Lord Lyle is rather (NB). [↩]
  2. I’d like [a place] where there is more freedom. [↩]
  3. We ate ― we ate a lot ― For this I am sure (NB). [↩]
  4. But how can I change things? (NB). [↩]