'all: I recollected something of the name, and find 'the following passage in "The Confessions," vol. iii., page 247, liv. viii.

"De tous ces amusemens celui qui me plût davantage fut une promenade autour du Lac, que je fis en 'bateau avec De Luc père, sa bru, ses deux fils, et ma 'Therése. Nous mîmes sept jours a cette tournée par 'le plus beau temps du monde. J'en gardai le vif 'souvenir des sites qui m'avoient frappé a l'autre ex'tremité du Lac, et dont je fis la description, quelques 'années après, dans la Nouvelle Heloise."

'This nonagenarian, De Luc, must be one of the ""deux fils." He is in England-infirm, but still in faculty. It is odd that he should have lived so long, ' and not wanting in oddness, that he should have 'made this voyage with Jean Jacques, and afterwards, 'at such an interval, read a poem by an Englishman

(who had made precisely the same circumnavigation) upon the same scenery.

As for "Manfred," it is of no use sending proofs; ' nothing of that kind comes. I sent the whole at different times. The two first Acts are the best; the 'third so so; but I was blown with the first and second 'heats. You must call it "a Poem," for it is no ' Drama, and I do not choose to have it called by so *** a name-a "Poem in dialogue," or-Pantomime, 'if you will; anything but a green-room synonyme; ' and this is your motto

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, 'Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Yours ever, &c.

My love and thanks to Mr. Gifford.'

'Venice, April 11th, 1817.

'I shall continue to write to you while the fit is on me, by way of penance upon you for your former complaints of long silence. I dare say you would 'blush, if you could, for not answering. Next week I 'set out for Rome. Having seen Constantinople, I 'should like to look at t'other fellow. Besides, I want 'to see the Pope, and shall take care to tell him that I vote for the Catholics and no Veto.

'I sha'n't go to Naples. It is but the second best sea-view, and I have seen the first and third, viz.— 'Constantinople and Lisbon (by the way, the last is 'but a river-view; however, they reckon it after 'Stamboul and Naples, and before Genoa), and Vesu'vius is silent, and I have passed by Etna. So I 'shall e'en return to Venice in July; and if you write, 'I pray you to address to Venice, which is my head, or rather my heart-quarters.

My late physician, Doctor Polidori, is here, on his way to England, with the present Lord G ** and the 'widow of the late earl. Doctor Polidori has, just 'now, no more patients, because his patients are no more. He had lately three, who are now all dead— 'one embalmed. Horner and a child of Thomas Hope's are interred at Pisa and Rome. Lord G** 'died of an inflammation of the bowels; so they took 'them out, and sent them (on account of their discrepancies), separately from the carcass, to England. 'Conceive a man going one way, and his intestines another, and his immortal soul a third-was there ' ever such a distribution? One certainly has a soul; ' but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a 'body is more than I can imagine. I only know if

once mine gets out, I'll have a bit of a tustle before 'I let it get in again to that or any other.

And so poor dear Mr. Maturin's second tragedy has been neglected by the discerning public.

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'will be d-d glad of this, and d-d without being 'glad, if ever his own plays come upon "any stage.' I wrote to Rogers the other day, with a message for you. I hope that he flourishes. He is the Tithonus of poetry-immortal already. 'must wait for it.

You and I

I hear nothing-know nothing. You may easily suppose that the English don't seek me, and I avoid them. To be sure, there are but few or none here, save passengers. Florence and Naples are their Margate and Ramsgate, and much the same sort of company too, by all accounts, which hurts us among 'the Italians.

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'I want to hear of Lalla Rookh-are you out? 'Death and fiends! why don't you tell me where you

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' are, what you are, and how you are? I shall go to Bologna by Ferrara, instead of Mantua: because I would rather see the cell where they caged Tasso, ' and where he became mad and **, than his own. 'MSS. at Modena, or the Mantuan birthplace of that 'harmonious plagiary and miserable flatterer, whose 'cursed hexameters were drilled into me at Harrow. 'I saw Verona and Vicenza on my way here-Padua

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'I go alone, but alone, because I mean to return here. I only want to see Rome. I have not the 'least curiosity about Florence, though I must see it 'for the sake of the Venus, &c. &c.; and I wish also 6 to see the Fall of Terni. I think to return to Venice

by Ravenna and Rimini, of both of which I mean to