Tuesday, 22 April 1862

Fine, but hot, & alquanto1 cloudy. X7 The female dog owled [sic] a good deal, but as George says ― “fa compassione”2 ― so she was forgiven. Rose at 4.30. ― & dressed: & packed. ― Breakfast at 6: ― & ― leaving G. to settle all ― set off walking. Had it some extended […]

Monday, 21 April 1862

Fine, but not so serene. Did not sleep well ― δὲν ἐκοιμήθην τόσον καλὰ, [οὓ] καλὰ καὶ δὲν ἐξεύρω τὸ διατὶ.1 ―― Rose however at 5.40 ― & at 6.20 drew one more view of the Castel St. Angelo. ― Returned to breakfast at 8. After mooning about ― (boles all wrong,) drew a mule ― […]

Sunday, 20 April 1862

Wonderfully lovely all day. Rose at 7. ― & breakfast at  8.30. Sate by the open window ― & wrote to C. Fortescue ― or walked about the small platforming house gardens till 12. ― How glorious was that blue level of sea! & the Πρινάνι1& salvia ― & the white butterflies ―――― a quiet […]

Saturday, 19 April 1862

Quite fine all day long ― warm, ― but wind coldish. Rose at 5.30. Θαυμαζω.1 Cup of Coffee, & down to the bay, where I drew the Convent hill till 9: ― a wonderful parrot=glory of color! Saw the 2 wives ― nice little women both. Breakfast ― 10: ― & read Goldwin Smith’s Ireland2 […]

Friday, 18 April 1862

Very lovely day ― N. wind. Thank God ― slept well: the bugs being all kilt. Rose at 6 ― & at 7 ― a cup of coffee ― & drew above & below ― till 9 ― or 9.30, when I came up to breakfast. The beauty of color & reflection in the Convent […]

Thursday, 17 April 1862

North wind ― rain at times in storms: fine & windy. Rose just before 8. unwell & wretched. Too windy ― & storms of rain ― to draw. Called on Mrs. Lyell, Mrs. Creyke, & Mrs. Bridge. At 12 settled to pen out for the day ― & did so ― lunching at 2 ― […]

Wednesday, 16 April 1862

Finer, ― clearer ― & so all through. The day was not done went [sic] I went to bed, ― for the new Frame bed was uninhabitable, ― & we had to put a table flap. This however was so hard that I got hardly any sleep all night, & could not rise till 7. […]

Tuesday, 15 April 1862

At 5 or 6 A.M. ― I had hope for finer weather ― but it became the same dark gray terrible gloomy scirocco. However, by 9.30 all was ready ― & at 10 I set off, leaving G. to follow. I went up to the Casa Candoni, & returned Ida Pfeiffer’s last travels,1 wh. have […]

Monday, 14 April 1862

Thick, warm, gloomy scirocco. Measured Canvasses, & ordered 18 frames of Dickenson. Letter from C. Fortescue ― very kind: to whom wrote also. Mrs. Woolff & the 2 Curcumellies came & Fizzy. Major Peel came ― going away. I misspent & idled away the afternoon ― [packing] at 7 &, being interrupted by Giorgio, was […]

Sunday, 13 April 1862

Fine, but pale, & somewhat misty. Wrote, till 12. ― At 12. 30 came to Procession of S. Spiridion ― & most beautiful it was. I hardly remember any more striking assemblage of color & form that the grand priest concourse [farmers &c.] ― against the blue hills. And the peasant dresses were delightful. At […]