Fine ― dry again. At 11 came Mr. & Mrs. Evans ― Miss Gisborne, & one “Contine.” Later ― H. Mildmay, & Sybella Clive. Ἔπειτα,1 William Nevill. At 4 I walked to Lady James’s, & to Millais’s, leaving cards, & to Col. Hornby’s: ― Lady Denison has returned. Dress, ― & to Sir F. Goldsmid’s […]
Very dark at intervals ― & at last, rain. Letters from Jessy Foy ― E. Tennyson, ― & Mr. Edwards. Wrote to []1 ― & Mr. Bell. Worked at the Cedars. M. Parkyns came & sate 2 hours: a really nice good fellow. At 6 ― S.W.C. ― but I walked out with him, to […]
Health better ― thank God. Dry ― but darker. Nice letter from John B. Harford. Worked a very little at the camels in Beirût ― & then shut up ― unable to apply to any other work ― sleeping or reading all the rest of the day till now ― 4 ― except when J.E. […]
Dry: ― but very cold ― & gray: ― darky even, at times. Better in health: & went to C.F.’s at 10¼. ― At breakfast were H. Grenfell, & T.G. Baring: & (unexpectedly ―) A. Seymour. A very pleasant morning. At 1 T.G.B. & I went in a cab to the Zoo. Gardens: ― & […]
Fine ― dry. Slept ill, rose at 9. Did “nothing” all day, but set my palette. Dreary blank hours. Played ― wrote ― slept ― fretted: ― stomach ache & belly ache. Dined on 1 chop at 2. ― No one came, at least, it is now 3.30. In wandering about these 2 rooms, I […]
X The same fine day. East wind. Ill ― καὶ δὲν ἐθάυμασα τίποτες.1 Came ― man from Foords ― & poor W. Beadons butler ― T.G. Baring ― & Dalziels’ man ― & then F.L. ― nearly all at once ― so that I was in a mess & angry & stupid. F.L. staid some […]
Bright, fine, misty early, but clear after, dry. Rose at 8.45. ― (for I do not sleep.) Had to write letters to John Harford, ― & to J. Senior about the Skerett Will &c.: also to look for dates & bother letters, which took up a good lot of time. (Clowes, bye the bye, comes […]
Dry Very fine ― cloudless. Worked from 9½ to 12 ― at Damascus, when M. & E. Parkyns T. & E. Abraham Ge. Bethell, Mr. Morier, C. Church, & Dickenson came. So work was at an end: & at 2.30 I walked to Holman Hunts. The portrait he is doing vexes me: & so does […]
Very fine ― cloudless ― & not cold. Letters from ET. ― The Weld affair is ὦς ηξοχασθώμην from Mrs. Beadon ― bad account of W.F.B. & C. Church. Really (!!!!!!) set to work, & did “pink” touches all over the Damascus by fits ―but whether it be better or worse I know not. At […]
XXX The same cold dreary darkness. All day worked at letters, & receipts ― arranging & sorting &c. &c. &c. καὶ Ἦλθε κανεῖς.1 At 6 walked to the Crakes. Mr. C. is greatly more feeble: ― tomorrow is his 74th birthday ― & he thinks he shall not live over it. He is a kind-hearted […]
