Wednesday, 21 November 1860

Masada 4th day

Rose as usual ― but cross: ― this life is gone back to the bi=bad days. ― Bother.

No letters.

Morning fine ― but rain at 12. After 4 frightful wind & torrents ― howlings. Did not go out all day.

Capt. Huish & Mrs. H. came ― & Miss Howard: intelligent & pleasant people.

Worked at Beirût till 3 ― foreground. Then an hour at Masada.

5 to 6 Greek ―. Dinner.

8 to 9½ penned out Ζαγωριτεκὰ. ((Villages of Zagori (NB).))

Greek & journal till 10.30 or 11.

No letters from Giorgio ― whom I sometimes absurdly expect to see suddenly. In reality, I suppose he is at Πατράσσος ((Patras.)) ― or εἰς τὰς Αθῆνας. ((In Athens.))

I think a head (sic) as little as possible ― doing all I can to collect & concentrate thoughts for what I am doing ― then 12 Ζωγραφία. ((Painting (NB).))

X11

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

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