Saturday, 15 March 1862
Fine ― gray ― gleamy ―warm.
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No sleep till 5 ― that disgusting young Sterling making a row all night ― μεθυσμένος, μοῦ φαίνεται.1
Worked little ― (Cypresses of large Florence) ――― but not ill.
At 1.30 went out: called on Le Mesurier who went with me to the Ascension Temple ― where I drew till 6. (Le Mesurier staid till 5.)
Παρασκευὴ ― the nice girl of Ἀνάλειψις ― came to talk to me.
Home by 6.30.
Dined.
& Penned out till 10.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]
- Drunk, I think (NB). [↩]