This blog was devoted to the publication of Edward Lear's Diaries from 1 January 1858 to 12 May 1862. From January 2009 each was posted exactly 150 years after it was written and the project came to an end on 12 May 2012, the bicentenary of Lear's birth. The text is as exact as possible a transcript of Houghton Library MS Eng. 797.3. You can keep following the diaries at the new blog.

Saturday, 7 September 1861

Very fine early: & all day ― but windy & rough.

Worked off & on perseveringly ― tho’ not very successfully. At the Whitmore picture, & Skies of Athos & Thebes ― & the Matterhorn.

Letters from
Lady Reid ― very kind & nice.
& evening post
Daddy Hunt, who does not come.

At 4 ― Alfred Fowler & his wife came ― & 2 children, a friendly pleasant lot & intelligent.

I worked till 7 ― then bought postage stamps & Photographs, & dined for 4/6 at the Sussex Hotel.

Alas! it is to be high tide again to night about midnight, which the constant increase of row & squash, prevents sleep.

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

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Friday, 6 September 1861

Fine early ― cloudy midday. Rain from 3 to 7 fine after.

Rose at 6. Worked shilly shally all day ― but the work ― foreground of Dead Sea, was ‘troppo’1 a bore. After dinner ― Schloss Elz.

Letters from
J. Uwins
Daddy Hunt ― to whom wrote ― asking him here tomorrow. Wrote also to T. Wyatt.
afternoon post,
S. Clowes,
evening post
Sophy Bergmann.

Dined at 4, on a sole. Walked at 7.30, to old Mr. Crake’s ― no one there. Sate till 10.

“We have fallen on gloomy days.”

Αὔτως ἀταλαίπωρος2

A dreadful night ― whether from 2 cups of tea or indigestion: ― hardly any sleep. XXX

Reading Savonarola.

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

  1. Too much. []
  2. “Likewise without any troubles,”  translates Nina, who adds “I am not very sure in which sense he uses the second word: in its ancient sense it means ‘requiring no pains,’ but later on its meaning shifted. Anyway, I think he meant he was just fine, but then his night turned dreadful.” []
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Thursday, 5 September 1861

Fine all day ― cloudy at times… Mighty dark & gloomy.

Rose at 6 ― & got a good hour & a half before breakfast, of work ― Athos: on which, off & on, I worked all day: ― letter writing ― reading Levers “Dodds,”1 & B. Martineau calling interrupted me more or less.

Letters from
C. Fortescue ― to whom wrote.
R. Fowler*
B. Martineau
A. Empson
T. Wyatt
L. Francillon
Mrs. Howard
Lady Goldsmid.

Dined at 4 ―overboiled fowl & ate it all.

* Tells me that Alfred F. & his wife are here, so at 6.30 I went there & staid till 9. He is ill: & all were nearly killed between Cairo & Alexandria in the Railway: ― 2 carriages smashed ― & all of theirs but the centre compartment.

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

  1. Charles Lever, The Dodd Family Abroad. London: Chapman & Hall, 1854. []
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Wednesday, 4 September 1861

Rose at 6 pretty always. ――― Cloudy.

After 12 it rained till 6, & then only muzzled: gray ― dark, stormy boisterous windy: a bore.

Letters from
Mrs. Wyatt ― very pleasant.
Charles Cockburn. Beadon is somewhat better.
James Uwins. ―                              wrote to these 2
Emmy Parkyns.

Worked only middlingly ― at Dead Sea & the 2 Egypts.

Dined badly ― 2 small fishes.

At 6 walked to Hastings ― & sat for an hour with the W. Scrivens. The G.S. come back this day week.

Rain & wind bored me coming back.

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

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Tuesday, 3 September 1861

Rain at times, & high wind all day.

Perhaps the best day yet. Worked more continuously: at the Whitmore picture & the other Egypt & Jánina.

Dined at 4 ― cold half fowl & plum tart.

Letters from
Dickenson
Mrs. Cockerell                                 very nice indeed.
& Gussie Bethell

At 7 went to Van Crake’s ― the old people, M.A.C. & Edward there ― besides some Bretts, & a Webster.

Much bad singing & playing ― mine among the rest.

X

It is certainly curious, how, with the drawbacks of being generally ill & uncomfortable, of loneliness, & of melancholy, & of the uneasiness produced by the life long demon ――

― it is curious how perseveringly I do plod on nevertheless: ― 2 or 3 more weeks will show this plainer if the pictures progress well.

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

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Monday, 2 September 1861

Athos ― 1.

As fine, & perfectly calm throughout, ― but clouds at night.

Rather a better day ― ‘abdomen’ less troublesome. Letter from Sarah, enclosing one from Frederick: wretched doing in N. America. ― Worked at Athos ― & later at Schloss Elz, & Thebes & the Matterhorn.

Letter from Mr. Edwards with Liverpool paper, ― proclaiming my Cedars ― & stating me to have “conferred an obligation of the highest order on the Christian  world.”1 ―― Wrote to thank the father Edwards. Kind nice letter also from Mrs. G. Clive.

Dined at 4 ― wonderful to say ― a roast fowl!

Afterwards went to the Crakes, to take Hamilton’s boy a “long name.” Found a party there, Vandelen & Mrs. V. ― & Mr. & Mrs. Stent ― so staid, & was all the better for company.

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

  1. “Mr. Lear in this great picture not only achieved a professional success, but he has also conferred an obligation of the highest order on the whole Christian world.” Quoted in Vivien Noakes, 1969, p. 188. See also Letters, p. 194. []
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Sunday, 1 September 1861

XX

Assuredly one of the purestly loveliest days it is possible to see on earth. From sunrise all day & evening & night hardly a breath of air, & the sky pure blue ― a few bright clouds at sunset: the sea a perfect mirror, ― hardly rippled, & almost noiseless. ―― Rose at 7 ―after a sleepless night. No letters. Placed outlines of Mt. Athos, Sc[h]loss Elz, & Matterhorn on canvass, & then wrote ― absurdly & continually all day long ― till 6. Posted 24 letters. During the day, the bathers, walkers, churchgoers, sprawlers on the sand, sitters on the shingles, loiterers on the benches, ― were all happy to see. At 6 to Mr. Crakes: Mrs. Hamilton, Mary Ann ―― Vandelen & Mrs. V. Mrs. V. I thought nicer than before. The old Gentleman is visibly feebler & this fading is sad to see, yet requisite.

Came away at 10.

Was playing the Piano when Miss T. burst in ―― &

“O please Sir, Miss Pipkins is ill & the lamp & the Doctor says it may be dangerous as she was a sleeping of a sudden and we’re very sorry, but the light is out, & the fever, & the music is a hopes you’ll pardon him.”

                        answered
1 Col Cockburn.                              4th
2 Mrs. Cockerell.                             4th
3 Edgar Drummond
4 T. Fairbairn
5 R. Fowler ―――――                   5th
6 Mrs. Francillon ―――                 5th
7 R. Boswell
8 Miss Beaufort                                9th
9 Mrs. Frith ―――                          7th
10 W. Gush ―――                          13th
11 Lady Goldsmid ―――               5th
12 Mrs. Howard ―――                 5th
13 Lady James ―――                     12th
14 Mrs. Mildmay ―――                 10th
15 W. Nevill.
16 Mrs. Newsom. ――                   12th
17 Mr. Parker ―――                      4th
18 Miss Penrhyn ――                     4th
19 Lady Reid ―――                       7th
20 Sir J. Simeon
21 F. Thrupp.
22 J. Uwins ―――                          4th
23 T. Wyatt. ―――                         5th
24 Roberson. ―――                        4th
25 J. Harford                                   not answered
26 Mrs. Evans
27 Mrs. Hunt
28 C. Fortescue
29 Mrs. Musters
30 Mrs. Bell

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

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Saturday, 31 August 1861

Villa Petraja. 7.

One of those perfect cloudless calm days ― only known in Autumn here. A wonderful loveliness if one could but enjoy it, from sunrise to starlit night. Rose at 6 & painted till 8. Kind note from Janet Hunt. ― Newspaper ― & then pretty regular work all over the Petraja till 4. ― But it is not, & cannot be a very satisfactory picture. ― Letter from J.B. Edwards ― vague. & Ellen, enclosing one from poor R. Boswell, in a wretched state. 10£ must be sent to him at once.

Dined on 4 small Vitins, & 2 smaller taters. Immediately after, began to work on Dead Sea, & did a good deal of the tree. At 7.15 ― walked al solito on the parade: a crowd near Hastings, so turned back. ―

A very queer weary week. Of letters written, & answered

Lady Bethell Westbury answered  9th. 25th ――        9th Sept.
Gussie Bethell answered                 3rd. 25th ――       3rd
John Cross ――――――                9th. 25th ―――    9th
James Hornby ―――――              25th ――――      ――
S. Clowes answered ―― 6th ―        25th ――              6th
S. Street answered 2nd ――            27th ――              2nd
Mrs. Bergmann answered 6 ―       28th ―――          6th
C. Church ――――――                25th                      ――
Mrs. Clive answered 2nd ―            25th ―――          2nd
Mrs. Empson ―― 5th ―                 25th ―――          5
Holman Hunt answered 6 ―         25th ―                  10, 6 all are yet unanswered
J. Lacaïta ― 10 ――                        25 ―――            10

M.A. Crake sent an invitation to a pic nic to day! ― I think I see myself there!!!!

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

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Friday, 30 August 1861

V. Petraija. 6.

Work all day ― barring newspaper, & a long letter to C.F. & one to his Aunt. That dear good old Lady is not very well it seems, ― by a nice letter from him to day. One also from Mr. Morier later in the day. Weather fine ― sunny but windy.

Worked at the hills & city, in the Petraja: anyhow, much work is done, come it to what it may, & every day, wearily as it goes by, knocks off one more of this phase of destiny.

Read Miss E. Beaufort1 at times: too “religious” & flashy. ― Dined at 4 ― on one sole, & 2 potatoes & some few small beers.

At 7.25 walked in the dim dying light. Bed at 9.15.

A week gone here!

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

  1. Beaufort, Emily A. Egyptian Sepulchres and Syrian Shrines. 2 vols. London: Longman, Green, Longman, and Roberts, 1861. []
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Thursday, 29 August 1861

Villa Petraija ― 5

X

Windier & cloudier, & heavy sea.

Roe by 6.30. I do not sleep well. ― Painted till breakfast. Letter from EllenF.’s son has gone into the southern army. Wrote to Ellen & Sarah: & worked, ― barring newspaper reading ― till 4.

Dinner ― 2 small fishes.

Worked again till dusk ― then walked out till 9. It is better to go slapdash at this horrid phase of life & get through it.

I am by no means well.

Slept very little.

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

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