th, 1875.
{127a} 15, Connaught Square. See 'Further Records,' ii. 42, etc.
{127b} Valentia Donne marred the Rev. R. F. Smith, minor Canon of
Southwell, May 24th, 1877.
{131a} 'We might say in a short word, which means a long matter, that
your Shakespeare fashions his characters from the heart outwards, your
Scott fashions them from the skin inwards, never getting near the heart
of them.'--Carlyle, 'Miscellanies,' vi. 69 (ed. 1869), 'Sir Walter Scott'
{131b} Procter, 'Autobiographical Fragments,' p. 154.
{134a} February 9th, 1878.
{134b} It was not in the _Fortnightly_ but in the _Nineteenth Century_.
{134c} This portrait is in my possession. FitzGerald fastened it in a
copy of the 'Poems chiefly Lyrical' (1830) which he gave me bound up with
the 'Poems' of 1833. He wrote underneath, 'Done in a Steamboat from
Gravesend to London, Jan: 1842.'
{135a} Criticisms and Elucidations of Catullus by H. A. J. Munro.
{135b} See 'Letters,' ii. 233, 235, 236, 238, 239.
{136} See 'Letters,' ii. 247.
{138a} See 'Letters,' ii. 243.
{138b} See 'Letters,' ii. 248.
{145} See 'Letters,' ii. 265.
{146} II. 166 (ed. 1826).
{149} John Purcell FitzGerald died at Boulge, May 4th, 1879.
{151a} See letter of May 5th, 1877.
{151b} In a letter to me dated May 7th, 1879, he says:--
'I see by Athenaeum that Charles Tennyson (Turner) is dead. _Now_
people will begin to talk of his beautiful Sonnets: small, but
original, things, as well as beautiful. Especially after that
somewhat absurd Sale of the Brothers' early Editions.'
{152} Gay, _The Beggar's Opera_, Act III, Air 57.
{153} Professor Skeat's Inaugural Lecture, in _Macmillan's Magazine_ for
February 1879, pp. 304-313.
{154} Mrs. Sartoris, Mrs. Kemble's sister, died August 4, 1879. See
'Further Records,' ii. 277.
{155} Edwin Edwards, who died September 15. See 'Letters,' ii. 277.
{157} In a letter to me of September 29 1879, he says, "My object in
going to London is, to see poor Mrs. Edwards, who writes me that she has
much collapsed in strength (no wonder!) after the Trial she endured for
near three years more or less, and, you know, a very hard light for the
last year . . .
"Besides her, Mrs. Kemble, who has lately lost her Sister, and returned
from Switzerland to London just at a time when most of her Friends are
out of it--_she_ wants to see me, an old Friend of hers and her Family's,
whom she has no
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