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.

Monday, 24 March 1862

Perfect calmness & brightness all day.

Slept ― for a wonder ― the first for many a night: in the room next to study.

Worked at Jánina ― till 1. when the Maude noises began, & drove me away. ―

Sent 3 green frogs & 2 Trap Spiders to Mrs. Naylor. It grieves me to see so little of Miss Goldsmid ― but what else can I do?

At 2.30 ― Letters from F.L. ― & William Lushington ― both delightful: the latter particularly, ― & unexpected ― also from Dickenson, ― the 2 pictures were in the Exhibition International.

“Sta a veder”1 ― as Giovannino the good used to say.

Went to Ascension at 3, & drew in those wondrous olive-groves till 6.15. ― Golden sunset. ―

Home by 7.15. Dined at 7.35.

Penned out till 10.30.

Letter writing out of the question ― yet if one had but a days ― a whole day’s quiet!! ―

Karalambi is better.

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

  1. Wait and see. []

Sunday, 23 March 1862

Lovely fine again.

No sleep last night: that disgusting little ass walking about, & his dogs fleacing themselves all night. So I had my bed moved once more: ― the length & strength of suffering of this winter through this noisy house! ― Post brought a letter from Lady Waldegrave! ― & the Sat. Review.

Bad headache from upstairs noise ― so could not write. But I penned out somewhat.

At 2 called on the Decies, where were Luards & De Vere ― & we are all to dine at the Casino ― for the last time all together. Staid with them till 3 ― then to church. ― The New Genl. Always goes to church. Clarke said of him ―― “this General keels! ― I never knew that Generals knelt!” ―――

Craven preached ― & well. ――

Came home, & penned till 6. Then to Luard, & with him to the Casino. Extremely pleasant dinner ― the 2 Decies, ― Majr. Buchanan ― Luard, I, & De Vere padrone1 ― very merry by [rise].  Discourse of “Beef” & “Mutton,” ― which was best. ― Afterwards sang a good deal. The D.s & B. went at 10.20 ― Luard & I staid till 11.20. Home by 12. ―

Beef ― Roast Mutton ― roast
Boiled Boiled
Steamed hashed Hashed
Salt Irish stew ―
Steaks Haricot
Tea Broth.
Ox tail soup Pie.
Marrow bones ― Chops
minced veal. cutlets ―
Pie brains ― head
Calves foot ―
Jolly

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

  1. Landlord, or master. []
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Saturday, 22 March 1862

Violent storms ― thunder & lightning & rain till 2 or 3 ― afterwards ― calmer ― with rain at times: fine at sunset.

Little or no sleep last night. The noise of the people below & above, ― & at 2 or 3 A.M. a storm of wind, & corresponding fuss of doors & sportelli.1

G. came in at 6 or 7. Καραλάμβι is doing well.

Worked very hard all day at Olympus & not badly ― apparently ―― going up only to see the Cravens, at 2. ―

Did not go out at all: worked till 6.15.

Dined at 7.30[.]

Penned out till 10.30.

(Lerici & S. Erenzo drawings.)

Neither the Alexandria nor the Ancona boat in. ― no nothing.

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

  1. Window shutters. []
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Friday, 21 March 1862

Quite gray all day ― & as if it would rain.

Painted at Fairbairn’s Florence ― (but irregularly & not very well: houses ― duomo ― hills.) up till 6.15. Lunching at 2 ― Sir C. Sargent calling, & sitting a while. I fancy one likes him as well as ever one would could or should.

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No end of indignation & bother: & afterwards, of dim sight ― & weary nerves.

Did not go out at all.

Dined at 7.30. The Maudes tolerably quiet.

But, Giorgio told me that he had just heard of Karalambi being ill ― the Measles I fancy ― for 2 days ― only they sent yesterday when we were away.

So he is gone to Kastrades ― “I like to give him his medicine me:” ― says the good man. I trust the boy will get well.

Penned out Lérici drawings ― till nearly 11. ― This time last year ― at Freshwater; & sad enough.

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

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Thursday, 20 March 1862

Gray early ― but lovely after 10. ―

Rose at 6.45. Breakfast ― & at 9 ― off, with G. ― to the Hotel St. George ― at 9.30, with Miss Goldsmid & Mrs. Naylor to Palaiokastritza ― wh. we reached at 12.20.

Very lovely bay & rox!

We lunched in the Monastery ― & afterwards saw the bones of an old wale [sic], & prowled about the sands till 2.45. Very beautiful place. Recollections of 2 other times here. ― Drive back. Inside worried by coach=movement, & nerves by restraint.

Walked by Potamo road ― home by 7 ˇ[6.15] ― seeing Craven on the way.

Dined with Miss G.: ― a pleasant evening ― yet ― yet ― yet.

Home by 10.15.

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

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Wednesday, 19 March 1862

Very fine.

Worked ― 9.30 to 1.30 ― at Florence. ―

Then Miss Goldsmid & Mrs. Naylor came.

After wh. lunched ― & worked till 4. ―

At 5 ― walked, by Παλαίοπολις, to Ἀνάλειψις ――― where I prowled about among the darkling gray olives: aperiently that is one of the loveliest spots on Earth.

Home by 7. Dined 7.30[.]

Penned out till 10.30[.]

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

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Tuesday, 18 March 1862

Fine all day & calm & warm ― but cloudy at times.

Worked ― particular ― from 9.30, to 6. ― (only stopping to read the Observer & Punch, sent by Miss Goldsmid[)] ―― Mr. Clive’s illness distresses me much. ―

Worked at the Olives & vines & fig in the large Florence. ―

Did not go out till 6.50 ― when I went to Luard’s, & dined with him. A very pleasant evening, barring that Bass’s ale was a leetle too strong for me ― cum καπνήση.1

Penned out, No. 17 ― Spezzia 1860 tour.

Home by 11.20.

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

  1. Nina writes: “the closest word I can find is κάπνισις which means (more or less) ‘being in a smoke filled environment,’” which might well be the meaning Lear intended. []
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Monday, 17 March 1862

Very fine ― & lovely ― N. wind after 3

Worked at Fairbairn’s Florence ― Cypresses & vines. ― Annoyed by Carri. ―

Left off at 3.30 ―― Post Steamer being in.

Letters from J.B. Edwards ― cheery & nice.
& from Edward Clive ― sad enough: ― Mr. Clive has had a fit of Apoplexy, & although recovering, is still ill.

Dream life indeed!

At 5 ― called on Luard, & walked to Candonis, (― Mrs. Woolff out:) ― & so round by Kastrades & home by 7. dined,

Wrote to Ellen & Edwd Clive.

& penned out, (No. 10 ― 1860 Spezzia tour) ― till 11[.]

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

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Sunday, 16 March 1862

Gray ― fine ― gleamy ― warm ― very.

Wrote to Ellen ― after breakfast. ―

Went to church at 11. Cecil Lane ― overtaking me. ― He seems the same good plain fellow as of yore.

Clark preached from ˇ[about] those dreadful old bores Jacob & Esau. Also the church was crowded & a bore. ― So I shall not try the morning again. Home by 1.

To Miss Goldsmid, ― & with her & Mrs. Naylor to Garuna. Wonderfully lovely place! ― & beyond, to the bay ― walking at times: also to [Cαστελλάκσι]. Pleasant drive ― quâ drive ― albeit I hate drives: ― & Sundays are ever odious here. ― Home by 6.

Dressed, & went to Decies, at 6.30 ― but they had gone on boat to [Lpool. St.ma] ― with their nurse & baby, & so, I went to the Casino solo.

Dined, , De Vere, Majr. Buchanan  & I ― most pleasant: afterwards, sang. ―

But ―― Mrs. E. Stanley is dead ―.

Poor Arthur. ―――

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Walked back ― what moonlight! ― by 12. ―

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

  1. A blotted word. []
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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.]

  1. Drunk, I think (NB). []
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