Very perfect lovely weather. Unwell & took medicine. Wrote to Mrs. Roberson & Mrs. Scrivens.
At 1.30 went to the De Veres & lunched there: they are nice good people.
Returned at 3 home, & then at 3.45. walked by the half Potamó round & back by Condi Lane & Manducchio ― sauntering by Kastrades till 6. ―
At 7.30 ― Palace ―
Dinner good & pleasant ― but I was shy & queer ― by degrees better, & the evening was on the whole pleasant. Talked a good deal with Evelyn Baring.
What a lovely night.
Bloo vos the waters: bloo the sky ―
[Seemed] like a notionung an eye.
 Parodying Byron’s The Siege of Corinth, XI: “Blue roll the waters, blue the sky / Spreads like an ocean hung on high.” See 27 December 1862 and note.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]