Saturday, 16 January 1864

More snow: ― gloomy & cold ― & Salvador is covered down to Sokráki, & the Albanian hills are all deep white. (This ˇ[Corfu?] was written when I left England, in doubt if I should get here before today.)[1]

Worked at my 5 drawings ― more or less: ― writing & reading by fits, ― finishing “Il Maudit,” a “singular book.”[2]

At 4.15. walked out ― not wisely ― & found it bitter cold. Meeting De Vere, returned with him.

Ἐγευμάτισα μοναχῶς.[3]

And penned out till 10 ― Samos drawings. ―

 


[1] The word “Corfu?” (which is circled) was written when he left.

[2] Presumably Le Maudit par l’Abbé *** [Jean Hippolyte Michon], Paris: Librairie international, 1864 [sixième edition], or rather Under the Ban. (Le Maudit.) A Tale of the Nineteenth Century. Translated from the French of M. L’Abbé ***. London: Smith, Elder and Co., 1864.

[3] Dined alone.


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

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