Lady Morgan’s Memoirs
        Journal entries: May-June 1825
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
     
    
    
     Letters from Italy state that the tribunals of Austria
                                    have just condemned to death Count
                                        Confalonieri, the Marquis Pallavicini,
                                        M. Castiglioni, Colonel Moretti,
                                    and three young students. The crimes imputed to these individuals, who are held
                                    in the highest esti-![]()
![]() mation in Italy, are not even looked
                                    on as faults there, as, according to the letters alluded to, they consist only
                                    in the explicit manifestation on their part of the aversion which all Italians
                                    entertain for the domination of Austria as their country. My poor
                                        Confalonieri! how little, when I knew him bright and
                                    brilliant in Italy, did he dream of this day of darkness in store for him! Even
                                    if his doom be commuted into carcere
                                        duro, it will be almost worse than death.
mation in Italy, are not even looked
                                    on as faults there, as, according to the letters alluded to, they consist only
                                    in the explicit manifestation on their part of the aversion which all Italians
                                    entertain for the domination of Austria as their country. My poor
                                        Confalonieri! how little, when I knew him bright and
                                    brilliant in Italy, did he dream of this day of darkness in store for him! Even
                                    if his doom be commuted into carcere
                                        duro, it will be almost worse than death. 
    
    May 4.—Received the affecting news of Dénon’s death, he was only ill
                                    fifteen hours. He was nearly eighty. 
    
    Lord Archibald Hamilton is dead. I first
                                    met him chez the Duchess of Sussex, 1811. He was then rather a
                                            ci-devant, but an epitome of
                                    rank and fashion. He was much in love with the sister of the Duchess
                                        of Sussex. His mind was enlightened, his spirit independent, and
                                    he was full of integrity. He was a man of kindly temperament, and he will be
                                    much missed, especially in Scotland. 
    
    Journey to London.—Struck by the changed
                                    physiognomies of the population—more intelligent-looking and less well
                                    fed. Blessings of science and all-pervading illumination staring one in the
                                    face at every mile through the Welsh mountains—their romanticism
                                    disappearing—their civilization increasing. 
    
     St. Albans and its delicious abbey! 
    
    London.—Curious visitors—General Pepe, the Neapolitan chief, and all the
                                    young revolutionary leaders of Piedmont and Lombardy,—the eldest but
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![]() nine,—with me every day, and talking of
                                    erecting a statue to me when Italy shall be free—hélas! Sir Robert
                                        Wilson called on me; mild and interesting-looking; speaking
                                    well, but with gravity; must have been, and indeed is still, very handsome.
                                        General Pepe most affected of all the Italians I have
                                    seen by the disasters of Naples. Lady Caroline
                                        Lamb called,—quite comical, talking religion, and offering
                                    me half-a-dozen of her Pages. Went to Miss
                                        White’s assembly; found her in the midst of a brilliant
                                    crowd, dying of the dropsy. Many persons presented to me of notoriety,
                                        Washington Irving, author of The Sketch
                                            Book; the Magnus Apollo of the bas bleus—Hallam, author of The Middle Ages. Moore (Anacreon) called to-day; said
                                            “Murray raves of you,
                                        not as an author only, entendez-vous, but as a woman.” When I told
                                    this to Colburn, he looked aghast. I
                                    said to him, “Colburn, I observed to
                                            Mr. Moore, that I hoped my conquest would get me a
                                        good price for my next book.” “Did you say
                                    that?” exclaimed Colburn, in a pathetic tone.
                                    His fear of his author, is like the Irish Quaker’s complaint, of
                                        “somebody having taken his drumstick from him.”
nine,—with me every day, and talking of
                                    erecting a statue to me when Italy shall be free—hélas! Sir Robert
                                        Wilson called on me; mild and interesting-looking; speaking
                                    well, but with gravity; must have been, and indeed is still, very handsome.
                                        General Pepe most affected of all the Italians I have
                                    seen by the disasters of Naples. Lady Caroline
                                        Lamb called,—quite comical, talking religion, and offering
                                    me half-a-dozen of her Pages. Went to Miss
                                        White’s assembly; found her in the midst of a brilliant
                                    crowd, dying of the dropsy. Many persons presented to me of notoriety,
                                        Washington Irving, author of The Sketch
                                            Book; the Magnus Apollo of the bas bleus—Hallam, author of The Middle Ages. Moore (Anacreon) called to-day; said
                                            “Murray raves of you,
                                        not as an author only, entendez-vous, but as a woman.” When I told
                                    this to Colburn, he looked aghast. I
                                    said to him, “Colburn, I observed to
                                            Mr. Moore, that I hoped my conquest would get me a
                                        good price for my next book.” “Did you say
                                    that?” exclaimed Colburn, in a pathetic tone.
                                    His fear of his author, is like the Irish Quaker’s complaint, of
                                        “somebody having taken his drumstick from him.” 
    
     Went to St. James’s Palace to see Mrs. Boscawen, the Queen’s
                                    maid-of-honour. [The Mrs. Boscawen referred to was
                                        Anne, daughter of General the Honourable George Boscawen, and grand-daughter
                                    of Hugh, first Viscount Falmouth. She was
                                    born in 1744, and died in 1831.] Found her niched in the old court garret with
                                    a most fantastical little balcony, and terrace full of plants, flowers, and
                                    foreign birds. She was de-![]()
![]() lighted to see me; talked of my
                                    books, and offered me a bouquet in return for all the charming things she had
                                    read of mine;—full of old court news, and of the King’s going to throw down her apartments;—could
                                    talk of nothing else, and of her waylaying the King on his departure for
                                    Ireland. Spoke of nursing him in his youth;—knew Mrs. Delany;—told me she had a great
                                    desire to go to Lady Pepy’s
                                    blue-stocking parties. Her companion is Miss
                                        Tickell, descendant of the poet. Collation at St. James’s,
                                    with Mrs. Boscawen;—went through the palace. I met
                                        Mrs. Boscawen a fortnight after;—took up the
                                    account of the rooms; she called Lady Cork
                                    “her fellow-servant.” Miss
                                        Porter, mild and unaffected; Mr. Place, the
                                    Templar, worth all the rest;—Holland House, the school of political
                                    corruption, spoilt all the young men;—Miss
                                        Benger, tall, thin.
lighted to see me; talked of my
                                    books, and offered me a bouquet in return for all the charming things she had
                                    read of mine;—full of old court news, and of the King’s going to throw down her apartments;—could
                                    talk of nothing else, and of her waylaying the King on his departure for
                                    Ireland. Spoke of nursing him in his youth;—knew Mrs. Delany;—told me she had a great
                                    desire to go to Lady Pepy’s
                                    blue-stocking parties. Her companion is Miss
                                        Tickell, descendant of the poet. Collation at St. James’s,
                                    with Mrs. Boscawen;—went through the palace. I met
                                        Mrs. Boscawen a fortnight after;—took up the
                                    account of the rooms; she called Lady Cork
                                    “her fellow-servant.” Miss
                                        Porter, mild and unaffected; Mr. Place, the
                                    Templar, worth all the rest;—Holland House, the school of political
                                    corruption, spoilt all the young men;—Miss
                                        Benger, tall, thin. 
    
     At Miss
                                        White’s dinner;—Porson (not the author of the Parody)
                                    and Milman were there;—W. Spencer reminded me he knew me at
                                        Lisburne;—Mrs. Somerville, a
                                    celebrated mathematician, young and prettyish;—Mrs. Marcett, the political economist, getting
                                    hold of W. Spencer and preaching Christianity to him,
                                    wishing him to go to church at Geneva, that he might be converted through the
                                    pretty women;—General Church
                                    there, it is well I had not Pepe with me! 
    
    Ugo Foscolo dined with us at
                                        Mrs. Brown’s;—full of
                                    paradoxes,—hated Italian music,—cried over my Irish song;—his
                                    account of his novel Jacopo Ortis, all time;—was six times
                                    more in love than he described;—defended England’s conduct to
                                    Italy;—cried down the Whigs for originating the present system. He ![]()
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![]() despised the society du bon
                                            ton of London;—it only gave him the trouble of
                                    writing apologies.
 despised the society du bon
                                            ton of London;—it only gave him the trouble of
                                    writing apologies. 
    
     Went with Lady
                                        Caroline to Miss
                                        White’s. 
    
    London, Bury Street, St James.—June
                                    15.—Yesterday’s campaign we had thousands of Italians who came to
                                    pay their devoirs, amongst others,
                                        Castiglione, as handsome as ever;—the
                                        Marquis de Prie, a very elegant young man. At seven
                                    o’clock we set off to our dinner-party at the
                                        Macneil’s. The company were, the Hon. Charles Brownlow, M.P., who made the
                                    famous Protestant speech a little while ago; Mr. and Mrs. Horace Twiss, the nephew to John Kemble; Mr.
                                        Douglas Kinnaird, brother to Lord
                                        Dunsaney; Mr. Edwards, son
                                    of Lord Kensington, and Miss Alexander, daughter of the Bishop of Meath. A few people came in the
                                    evening; we left at past eleven o’clock, and set off for Lord Listowel’s Kensington Gore, which we
                                    did not reach till near twelve. Their company had left, and they were all
                                    dressed themselves to go to a ball; we staid a little time, and then went on to
                                        Lydia White’s, and although it
                                    was long past twelve, we found the invalid lying on her couch in the midst of
                                    her party; Sidney Smith, of the Edinburgh,
                                    and the wit, par
                                            excellence. What a difference in the political
                                    thermometer? our dinner red-hot orange, and our soirée of the coolest green, where it was not blue!
                                
    
    June 17.—To-day, dinner at Lady Cork’s; there never was anything to equal the
                                    splendour of her entertainments and her rooms. In the evening we went on to
                                        Lydia White’s, thence to
                                        Mrs. Burton’s. 
    
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     Carlton House was on fire the other night; there was
                                    one roomed burned, but they succeeded in extinguishing it before it did any
                                    more mischief. 
    
     The King was in the
                                    house at the time, and he held a levee the next morning. 
    
     I saw a warming pan at Strawberry Hill, the other day,
                                    which had belonged to Charles II.; there is
                                    on it the following motto, “Sarve God and live for
                                    ever;”—the date 1660—the period when his love for
                                        Barbara Palmer, afterwards Duchess of
                                    Cleveland, was in its first bloom. 
    
    Nathaniel Alexander, Bishop of Meath  (1760-1840)  
                  Educated by Samuel Parr at Harrow and Stanmore, and at Emmanuel College, Cambridge; he
                        was Bishop of Clonfert (1801), Down and Connor (1804), and Meath (1823). He was an Irish
                        privy councillor.
               
 
    Elizabeth Ogilvy Benger  (1775-1827)  
                  Literary hostess who published poems, novels, biographies and translated Klopstock's
                        letters. William Jerdan describes her as a companion.
               
 
    Anne Boscawen  (1744-1831)  
                  The daughter of General George Boscawen; she was Maid of Honour to Queen
                        Charlotte.
               
 
    Hon. George Boscawen  (1712-1775)  
                  The brother of the admiral; he was educated at Eton, pursued a military career, and was
                        MP for Penryn (1743-61) and Truro (1761-74).
               
 
    
    
    
    
    Sir Richard Church  (1784-1873)  
                  He was colonel of Greek troops in the Ionian Islands (1812-15), a Neapolitan general, a
                        leader of the Greek insurgents in 1827, and of the Greek revolution of 1843.
               
 
    Henry Colburn  (1785-1855)  
                  English publisher who began business about 1806; he co-founded the 
New
                            Monthly Magazine in 1814 and was publisher of the 
Literary
                            Gazette from 1817.
               
 
    Count Federico Confalonieri  (1785-1846)  
                  Italian nationalist and a leader of the 1821 rebellion against Austrian rule, for which
                        he was imprisoned for twelve years.
               
 
    Mary Delany  [née Granville]   (1700-1788)  
                  Courtier, letter-writer, and friend of Jonathan Swift; she introduced Fanny Burney to the
                        royal family.
               
 
    Dominique Vivant de Denon  (1747-1825)  
                  French diplomat who painted portraits and managed collections of gems and medals; he
                        published a libertine tale, 
Point de lendemain (1777), and 
Travels in Sicily and Malta (1789).
               
 
    
    
    Ugo Foscolo  (1778-1827)  
                  Italian poet and critic who settled in London in 1816 where he contributed essays on
                        Italian literature to the 
Edinburgh and 
Quarterly
                            Reviews.
               
 
    
    Henry Hallam  (1777-1859)  
                  English historian and contributor to the 
Edinburgh Review, author
                        of 
Introduction to the Literature of Europe, 4 vols (1837-39) and
                        other works. He was the father of Tennyson's Arthur Hallam.
               
 
    Lord Archibald Hamilton  (1770-1827)  
                  The second son of Archibald, ninth duke of Hamilton (d. 1819); a Whig MP for Lanarkshire
                        from 1802, he was a supporter of Charles James Fox and radical causes.
               
 
    
    
    John Philip Kemble  (1757-1823)  
                  English actor renowned for his Shakespearean roles; he was manager of Drury Lane
                        (1783-1802) and Covent Garden (1803-1808).
               
 
    Charles Kinnaird, eighth baron Kinnaird  (1780-1826)  
                  The son of George Kinnaird, seventh baron Kinnaird; he was Whig MP for Leominster
                        (1802-05) before he succeeded to the title. He was the elder brother of Byron's friend,
                        Douglas Kinnaird.
               
 
    
    Lady Caroline Lamb  [née Ponsonby]   (1785-1828)  
                  Daughter of the third earl of Bessborough; she married the Hon. William Lamb (1779-1848)
                        and fictionalized her infatuation with Lord Byron in her first novel, 
Glenarvon (1816).
               
 
    Jane Marcet  [née Haldimand]   (1769-1858)  
                  Daughter of the Swiss banker Anthony Francis Haldimand; in 1799 she married Alexander
                        John Gaspard Marcet. She published scientific textbooks, works for children, and 
Conversations on Political Economy (1816).
               
 
    Henry Hart Milman  (1791-1868)  
                  Educated at Eton and Brasenose College, Oxford, he was a poet, historian and dean of St
                        Paul's (1849) who wrote for the 
Quarterly Review.
               
 
    Thomas Moore  (1779-1852)  
                  Irish poet and biographer, author of the 
Irish Melodies (1807-34),
                            
The Fudge Family in Paris (1818), and 
Lalla
                            Rookh (1817); he was Byron's close friend and designated biographer.
               
 
    Lady Augusta Murray  (1768-1830)  
                  The daughter of John Murray, fourth Earl of Dunmore; in 1793 she married Prince Augustus
                        Frederick, Duke of Sussex in contravention of the Royal Marriage Act. They lived together
                        until 1801.
               
 
    John Murray II  (1778-1843)  
                  The second John Murray began the 
Quarterly Review in 1809 and
                        published works by Scott, Byron, Austen, Crabbe, and other literary notables.
               
 
    Barbara Palmer, duchess of Cleveland  [née Villiers]   (1640-1709)  
                  The daughter of William Villiers, second viscount Grandison (1614-1643) and mistress of
                        Charles II, who granted her the title in 1670. Her sexual adventures were detailed in
                        Delarivier Manley's 
The New Atalantis (1709).
               
 
    Guglielmo Pepe  (1783-1855)  
                  Italian general and liberal who served under Napoleon and fought against Austrian rule in
                        1848.
               
 
    Elizabeth Pepys  [née Dowdeswell]   (1748 c.-1830)  
                  The daughter of William Dowdeswell; in 1777 she married Sir William Weller Pepys, first
                        baronet; they were members of the Streatham and Blue Stocking circles.
               
 
    Jane Porter  (1776-1850)  
                  English novelist, sister of the poet and novelist Anna Maria Porter (1778-1832); she
                        wrote 
The Scottish Chiefs (1810).
               
 
    Sydney Smith  (1771-1845)  
                  Clergyman, wit, and one of the original projectors of the 
Edinburgh
                            Review; afterwards lecturer in London and one of the Holland House
                        denizens.
               
 
    
    Mary Somerville  [née Fairfax]   (1780-1872)  
                  Mathematician and science writer, daughter of Admiral William George Fairfax (1739-1813)
                        and friend of Ada Byron; she spent her later years in Italy. She was twice married.
               
 
    William Robert Spencer  (1770-1834)  
                  English wit and author of society verse. He was the son of Lord Charles Spencer, second
                        son of the third duke of Marlborough, educated at Harrow and Christ Church, Oxford. Spencer
                        was a friend of Fox, Sheridan, and the Prince of Wales.
               
 
    Elizabeth Anne Tickell  (1781-1860)  
                  The daughter of the poet Richard Tickell and the singer Mary Linley; her uncle was
                        Richard Brinsley Sheridan.
               
 
    Horace Twiss  (1787-1849)  
                  Lawyer, poet, and biographer; he was MP for Wootton Basset (1820-30) and Newport
                        (1830-31) and author of 
St Stephens Chapel: a Satirical Poem
                        (1807).
               
 
    Lydia White  (d. 1827)  
                  Born in Wales, the “Miss Diddle” of Byron's “Blues” held literary conversazione at her
                        house in Park Street; Walter Scott and Samuel Rogers were among her admirers.
               
 
    Sir Robert Thomas Wilson  (1777-1849)  
                  Soldier, author, radical Whig MP for Southwark (1818-31), and diplomat; he wrote 
History of the British Expedition to Egypt (1802) and was governor
                        of Gibraltar (1842).