Chapter XV: Letter 24 (3)

I am going abroad again in June, but should wish to see you before my departure. You have perhaps heard that I have been fooling away my time with different "_regnantes_;" but what better can be expected from me? I have but one _relative_, and her I never see. I have no connections to domesticate with, and for marriage I have neither the talent nor the inclination. I cannot fortune-hunt, nor afford to marry without a fortune. My parliamentary schemes are not much to my taste--I spoke twice last Session, [1] and was told it was well enough; but I hate the thing altogether, and have no intention to "strut another hour" on that stage. I am thus wasting the best part of life, daily repenting and never amending.

On Sunday, I set off for a fortnight for Eywood, near Presteign, in Herefordshire--with the _Oxfords_. I see you put on a _demure_ look at the name, which is very becoming and matronly in you; but you won't be sorry to hear that I am quite out of a more serious scrape with another singular personage which threatened me last year, and trouble enough I had to steer clear of it I assure you. I hope all my nieces are well, and increasing in growth and number; but I wish you were not always buried in that bleak common near Newmarket.

I am very well in health, but not happy, nor even comfortable; but I will not bore you with complaints. I am a fool, and deserve all the ills I have met, or may meet with, but nevertheless very _sensibly_, dearest Augusta,

Your most affectionate brother, BYRON.

[Footnote 1: What is generally supposed to have been Byron's second speech (see Appendix II. (2)) was made, April 21, 1813, on Lord Donoughmore's motion for a Committee on Roman Catholic claims.

The following impressions of his short parliamentary career are recorded by Byron himself:

"I have never heard any one who fulfilled my ideal of an orator.
Grattan would have been near it, but for his harlequin delivery. Pitt
I never heard. Fox but once, and then he struck me as a debater, which
to me seems as different from an orator as an improvisatore, or a
versifier, from a poet. Grey is great, but it is not oratory. Canning
is sometimes very like one. Windham I did not admire, though all the
world did; it seemed sad sophistry. Whitbread was the Demosthenes of
bad taste and vulgar vehemence, but strong, and English. Holland is
impressive from sense and sincerity. Lord Lansdowne good, but still a
debater only. Grenville I like vastly, if he would prune his speeches
down to an hour's delivery. Burdett is sweet and silvery as Belial
himself, and I think the greatest favourite in Pandemonium; at least I
always heard the country gentlemen and the ministerial devilry praise
his speeches _up_ stairs, and run down from Bellamy's when he was upon
his legs. I heard Bob Milnes make his _second_ speech; it made no
impression. I like Ward--studied, but keen, and sometimes eloquent.
Peel, my school and form fellow (we sat within two of each other),
strange to say, I have never heard, though I often wished to do so;
but, from what I remember of him at Harrow, he _is_, or _should_ be,
among the best of them. Now I do _not_ admire Mr. Wilberforce's
speaking; it is nothing but a flow of words--'words, words, alone.'

"I doubt greatly if the English _have_ any eloquence, properly so
called; and am inclined to think that the Irish _had_ a great deal,
and that the French _will_ have, and have had in Mirabeau. Lord
Chatham and Burke are the nearest approaches to orators in England. I
don't know what Erskine may have been at the _bar_, but in the House,
I wish him at the bar once more. Lauderdale is shrill, and Scotch, and
acute. Of Brougham I shall say nothing, as I have a personal feeling
of dislike to the man.

"But amongst all these, good, bad, and indifferent, I never heard the
speech which was not too long for the auditors, and not very
intelligible, except here and there. The whole thing is a grand
deception, and as tedious and tiresome as maybe to those who must be
often present. I heard Sheridan only once, and that briefly, but I
liked his voice, his manner, and his wit: and he is the only one of
them I ever wished to hear at greater length.

"The impression of Parliament upon me was, that its members are not
formidable as _speakers_, but very much so as an _audience_; because
in so numerous a body there may be little eloquence, (after all, there
were but _two_ thorough orators in all antiquity, and I suspect still
_fewer_ in modern times,) but there must be a leaven of thought and
good sense sufficient to make them _know_ what is right, though they
can't express it nobly.

"Horne Tooke and Roscoe both are said to have declared that they left
Parliament with a higher opinion of its aggregate integrity and
abilities than that with which they entered it. The general amount of
both in most Parliaments is probably about the same, as also the
number of _speakers_ and their talent. I except _orators_, of course,
because they are things of ages, and not of septennial or triennial
reunions. Neither House ever struck me with more awe or respect than
the same number of Turks in a divan, or of Methodists in a barn, would
have done. Whatever diffidence or nervousness I felt (and I felt both,
in a great degree) arose from the number rather than the quality of
the assemblage, and the thought rather of the _public without_ than
the persons within,--knowing (as all know) that Cicero himself, and
probably the Messiah, could never have altered the vote of a single
lord of the bedchamber, or bishop. I thought _our_ House dull, but the
other animating enough upon great days.

"I have heard that when Grattan made his first speech in the English
Commons, it was for some minutes doubtful whether to laugh at or cheer
him. The _debut_ of his predecessor, Flood, had been a complete
failure, under nearly similar circumstances. But when the ministerial
part of our senators had watched Pitt (their thermometer) for the cue,
and saw him nod repeatedly his stately nod of approbation, they took
the hint from their huntsman, and broke out into the most rapturous
cheers. Grattan's speech, indeed, deserved them; it was a
_chef-d'oeuvre_. I did not hear _that_ speech of his (being then at
Harrow), but heard most of his others on the same question--also that
on the war of 1815. I differed from his opinions on the latter
question, but coincided in the general admiration of his eloquence.

"When I met old Courtenay, the orator, at Rogers's the poet's, in
1811-12, I was much taken with the portly remains of his fine figure,
and the still acute quickness of his conversation. It was _he_ who
silenced Flood in the English House by a crushing reply to a hasty
_debut_ of the rival of Grattan in Ireland. I asked Courtenay (for I
like to trace motives) if he had not some personal provocation; for
the acrimony of his answer seemed to me, as I read it, to involve it.
Courtenay said 'he had; that, when in Ireland (being an Irishman), at
the bar of the Irish House of Commons, Flood had made a personal and
unfair attack upon _himself_, who, not being a member of that House,
could not defend himself, and that some years afterwards, the
opportunity of retort offering in the English Parliament, he could not
resist it.' He certainly repaid Flood with interest, for Flood never
made any figure, and only a speech or two afterwards, in the English
House of Commons. I must except, however, his speech on Reform in
1790, which Fox called 'the best he ever heard upon that subject.'"]

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286.--To John Murray.

March 29th, 1813.

Dear Sir,--Westall has, I believe, agreed to illustrate your book [1], and I fancy one of the engravings will be from the pretty little girl [2] you saw the other day, though without her name, and merely as a model for some sketch connected with the subject. I would also have the portrait (which you saw to-day) of the friend who is mentioned in the text at the close of Canto 1st, and in the notes,--which are subjects sufficient to authorise that addition.

Believe me, yours truly, B'N.

[Footnote 1: An edition of the first two cantos of 'Childe Harold', to be illustrated by Richard Westall (1765-1836), who painted Byron's portrait in 1813-14.]

[Footnote 2: Lady Charlotte Harley, daughter of Lord Oxford, to whom, under the name of Ianthe, the introductory lines to 'Childe Harold' were afterwards addressed. Lady Charlotte married, in 1820, Brigadier-General Bacon.]

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287.--To John Hanson.

Presteigne, April 15th, 1813.

Dear Sir,--I wrote to you requesting an answer last week, and again apprising you of my determination of leaving England early in May, and proceeding no further with Claughton.

Now, having arrived, I shall write to that person immediately to give up the whole business. I am sick of the delays attending it, and can wait no longer, and I have had too much of _law_ already at Rochdale to place Newstead in the same predicament.

I shall only be able to see you for a few days in town, as I shall sail before the 20th of May.

Believe me, yours ever, B.

P.S.--My best compliments to Mrs. H. and the family.

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288.--To John Hanson.

Presteigne, April 17th, 1813.

Dear Sir,--I shall follow your advice and say nothing to our shuffling purchaser, but leave him to you, and the fullest powers of _Attorney_, which I hope you will have ready on my arrival in town early next week. I wish, if possible, the arrangement with Hoare to be made immediately, as I must set off forthwith. I mean to remain _incog_. in London for the short time previous to my embarkation.

I have not written to Claughton, nor shall, of course, after your counsel on the subject. I wish you would turn in your mind the expediency of selling Rochdale. I shall never make any thing of it, as it is.

I beg you will provide (as before my last voyage) the fullest powers to act in my absence, and bring my cursed concerns into some kind of order. You must at least allow that I have acted according to your advice about Newstead, and I shall take no step without your being previously consulted.

I hope I shall find you and Mrs. H., etc., well in London, and that you have heard something from this dilatory gentleman.

Believe me, ever yours truly,

B.

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289.--To John Murray.

April 21, 1813.

Dear Sir,--I shall be in town by Sunday next, and will call and have some conversation on the subject of Westall's proposed designs. I am to sit to him for a picture at the request of a friend of mine [1]; and as Sanders's is not a good one, you will probably prefer the other. I wish you to have Sanders's taken down and sent to my lodgings immediately--before my arrival. I hear that a certain malicious publication on Waltzing [2] is attributed to me. This report, I suppose, you will take care to contradict, as the Author, I am sure, will not like that I should wear his cap and bells. Mr. Hobhouse's quarto will be out immediately; pray send to the author for an early copy which I wish to take abroad with me.

Dear Sir, I am, yours very truly, B.

P.S.--I see the 'Examiner' [3] threatens some observations upon you next week. What can you have done to share the wrath which has heretofore been principally expended upon the Prince? I presume all your Scribleri will be drawn up in battle array in defence of the modern Tonson--Mr. Bucke [4], for instance. Send in my account to Bennet Street, as I wish to settle it before sailing.

[Footnote 1: This picture, exhibited at the Royal Academy in 1815, is now in the possession of the Baroness Burdett-Coutts.]

[Footnote 2: Byron's 'Waltz' was published anonymously in the spring of 1813, not, apparently, by Murray, but by Sherwood, Neely, and Jones, Paternoster Row.]

[Footnote 3: In the 'Examiner' for April, 1813, occurs the paragraph: "A word or two on Mr. Murray's (the 'splendid bookseller') judgment in the Fine Arts--next week, 'if room'."]

[Footnote 4: Charles Bucke (1781-1846), a voluminous writer of verse, plays, and miscellaneous subjects, published, in 1813, his 'Philosophy of Nature; or, the Influence of Scenery on the Mind and Heart'. He supported himself by his pen, and that indifferently. Byron seems to suggest that he was a dependent of Murray's. In 1817 he sent to the Committee of Management at Drury Lane his tragedy, 'The Italians; or, the Fatal Accusation', and it was accepted. In February, 1819, he withdrew the play, in consequence of a quarrel with Edmund Kean, and published it with extracts from the correspondence and a Preface, which sent it through numerous editions. The play itself was, after being withdrawn, played at Drury Lane, April 3, 1819. Bucke and his Preface were answered in 'The Assailant Assailed', and in 'A Defence of Edmund Kean, Esq'. (both in 1819), and the opinion of the town condemned both him and his tragedy.]

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