Sunday, 7 December 1862

Cramps all night ― dreadful.


I wish I had gone to bed at 10 or 11. But I fell asleep & only woke when the fire was out. at 2. After I did go ― I could not sleep ― passed a wretched night & rose ill. ―

Unable to go out ― or to write.

At 1.30. called on Παραμυθιόττιs ― on Col. Bowen, Cave, Gardner, Sargent, Curzon. Sate till 3 with Straham & Baring & Boyd. Called again on Sir C.S. ― & walked with him Ascension: the view thence was of the very loveliest.

Home by 5.30.

At 7. to the De Veres. (meeting Col. Bowen on the way, who walked to Condi Terrace with me ―). Beautiful moonlight. ―

Only Bollarnd there. Pleasant: but cold. Afterwards ― sang ― but the Piano was awful out of time.

B. walked partly home with me.

Still ― quiet ―beautiful night.


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


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