Recollections of the Life of Lord Byron
        R. C. Dallas to the editor of the Morning Post, 21 February 1814
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
    
      
      RECOLLECTIONS
      
      
      OF THE
      
      
      LIFE OF LORD BYRON,
      
      
      
      FROM THE YEAR
      
      
      1808 TO THE END OF 1814;
      
      
      
      EXHIBITING
      
      
      
      HIS EARLY CHARACTER AND OPINIONS, DETAILING THE PROGRESS OF HIS 
                            LITERARY CAREER, AND INCLUDING VARIOUS UNPUBLISHED 
 PASSAGES OF HIS WORKS.
      
      
      
      
        TAKEN FROM AUTHENTIC DOCUMENTS.
      
      
      IN THE POSSESSION OF THE AUTHOR.
      
      
      
      BY THE LATE
      
      R. C. DALLAS, Esq.
      
      
      
      TO WHICH IS PREFIXED
      
      
      
      AN ACCOUNT OF THE CIRCUMSTANCES LEADING TO THE SUPPRESSION 
 OF LORD
                            BYRON’S CORRESPONDENCE WITH THE AUTHOR, 
 AND HIS LETTERS TO HIS MOTHER,
                            LATELY 
 ANNOUNCED FOR PUBLICATION. 
      
      
      
      
      
      
      LONDON:
      
      
      PRINTED FOR CHARLES KNIGHT, PALL-MALL-EAST.
      
      
      MDCCCXXIV.
    
    
      
    
    
    
    
     I have seen the paragraph in an evening
                                    paper, in which Lord Byron is accused of “re-![]()
ceiving and
                                    pocketing” large sums for his works. I believe no one who knows him has
                                    the slightest suspicion of this kind, but the assertion being public, I think
                                    it a justice I owe to Lord Byron to contradict it
                                    publicly. I address this letter to you for that purpose, and I am happy that it
                                    gives me an opportunity, at this moment, to make some observations which I have
                                    for several days been anxious to do publicly, but from which I have been
                                    restrained by an apprehension that I should be suspected of being prompted by
                                    his Lordship. 
    
     I take upon me to affirm that Lord Byron never received a shilling for any of
                                    his works. To my certain knowledge the profits of the Satire were left entirely
                                    to the publisher of it. The gift of the copyright of Childe Harold’s
                                            Pilgrimage I have already publicly acknowledged, in the
                                    Dedication of the new edition of my novels; and I now add my acknowledgment for
                                    that of the Corsair, not only for the profitable part of it, but for
                                    the delicate and delightful manner of bestowing it, while yet unpublished. With
                                    respect to his two other poems, the Giaour and the Bride of Abydos,
                                        Mr. Murray, the publisher of them,
                                    can truly attest ![]()
 that no part of the sale of those has
                                    ever touched his hands, or been disposed of for his use. Having said thus much
                                    as to facts, I cannot but express my surprise, that it should ever be deemed a
                                    matter of reproach that he should appropriate the pecuniary returns of his
                                    works. Neither rank nor fortune seems to me to place any man above this; for
                                    what difference does it make in honour and noble feelings, whether a copyright
                                    be bestowed, or its value employed in beneficent purposes. I differ with my
                                        Lord Byron on this subject as well as some others; and
                                    he has constantly, both by word and action, shown his aversion to receiving
                                    money for his productions. 
    
     The pen in my hand, and affection and
                                    grateful feelings in my heart, I cannot refrain from touching upon a subject of
                                    a painful nature, delicate as it is, and fearful as I am that I shall be unable
                                    to manage it with a propriety of which it is susceptible, but of which the
                                    execution is not easy. One reflection encourages me, for if magnanimity be the
                                    attendant of rank, (and all that I have published proves such a prepossession
                                    in my mind,) then have I the less to fear from the most
                                        illustrious,
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 in undertaking to throw, into its proper point of view,
                                    a circumstance which has been completely misrepresented or misunderstood. 
    
     I do not purpose to defend the publication of the two stanzas at the end of the
                                        Corsair, which has
                                    given rise to such a torrent of abuse, and of the insertion of which I was not
                                    aware till the Poem was published; but most surely they have been placed in a
                                    light which never entered the mind of the author, and in which men of
                                    dispassionate minds cannot see them. It is absurd to talk seriously of their
                                    ever being meant to disunite the parent and the child, or to libel the
                                    sovereign. It is very easy to descant upon such assumed enormities; but the
                                    assumption of them, if not a loyal error, is an atrocious crime. Lord Byron never contemplated the horrors that
                                    have been attributed to him. The lines alluded to were an impromptu, upon a
                                    single well-known fact; I mean the failure in the endeavour to form an
                                    administration in the year 1812, according to the wishes of the author’s
                                    friends; on which it was reported that tears were shed by an illustrious female. The very words in the
                                    context show the verses to be confined ![]()
 to that one
                                    circumstance, for they are in the singular number, disgrace,
                                        fault. What disgrace?—What fault? Those (says the verse) of not
                                    saving a sinking realm (and let the date be remembered, March, 1812), by taking
                                    the writer’s friends to support it. Never was there a more simple
                                    political sentiment expressed in rhyme. If this be libel, if this be the
                                    undermining of filial affection, where shall we find a term for the language
                                    often heard in both houses of Parliament? 
    
     While I hope that I have said enough to show the hasty
                                    misrepresentation of the lines in question, I must take care not to be
                                    misunderstood myself. The little part I take in conversing on politics is well
                                    known, among my friends, to differ completely from the political sentiments
                                    which dictated these verses; but knowing their author better than most who
                                    pretend to judge of him, and with motives of affection, veneration, and
                                    admiration, I am shocked to think that the hasty collecting of a few scattered
                                    poems, to be placed at the end of a volume, should have raised such a
                                    clamour.—I am, Sir, your obedient Servant, 
    
    
    
    Anonymous, 
“Dallas’s Recollections of Lord Byron” in Gentleman’s Magazine
                                             Vol. 94  (November 1824) 
                    Mr. DALLAS, the author of the
                        “Recollections,” has
                    soon followed the subject of his work to the “bourne whence no traveller
                        returns.” He was at the time of his death 70 years of age, and was personally
                    connected with the Noble Lord’s family, his sister
                    having married the father of the present Peer. These circumstances led, at one period of his
                    Lordship’s life, to a degree of intimacy; in the course of which Mr.
                        Dallas not only became one of his Correspondents, but was entrusted with the
                    duty of an Editor to several of his poems, and lastly was made the depositary of many of his
                    Lordship’s confidential letters to his mother and other persons. Whether those letters
                    were or were not intended by Lord Byron to see the light at
                    a future period, is a matter of some doubt. We confess we think they were; but his executors
                    have restrained their publication. A long “preliminary statement,” of 97 pages,
                    drawn up by the Rev. A. R. C. Dallas, son of the Author,
                    is occupied with the disputes between his father and the executors, who obtained an injunction
                    from the Court of Chancery against the publication of the Letters. We pass over this, and come
                    to the “Recollections.”  . . .
 
    Anonymous, 
“Dallas’s Recollections of Lord Byron” in Gentleman’s Magazine
                                             Vol. 94  (November 1824) 
In our review of Capt.
                            Medwin’s book (p. 436), we have observed, that the publication of Childe Harold was
                            “the crisis of Lord Byron’s fate as a
                            man and a poet.” The present volume sets this truth in the strongest light;
                        but it adds a fact so extraordinary, that if it were not related so circumstantially, we
                        own we should hesitate to give it credence—this fact is, that Lord
                            Byron himself was insensible to the value of Childe Harold, and could with difficulty be brought to
                        consent to its publication! He had written a very indifferent paraphrase of Horace’s Art of Poetry, and was anxious to have it
                        published. . . .
 
    Anonymous, 
“Dallas’s Recollections of Lord Byron” in Gentleman’s Magazine
                                             Vol. 94  (November 1824) 
                    
                        Childe Harold, with all its moral
                    faults, is beyond a doubt the great work of Lord Byron. No
                    one, after reading it, can deny him to be a Poet. Yet was this production the ruin of his
                    Lordship’s mind. “The rapidity of the sale of the Poem,” says Mr. Dallas, “its reception, and the elution of the
                        author’s feelings were unparalleled.” This elation of feeling was the
                    outbreaking of an inordinate vanity which had at last found its food, and which led him in the
                    riotous intoxication of his passions to break down all the fences of morality, and to trample
                    on everything that restrained his excesses. Mr. Dallas rendered him
                    essential service, by persuading him to omit some very blamable stanzas: and when he could not
                    prevail on him to strike out all that was irreligious, he entered a written Protest against certain passages. This protest, which is a very curious document, is
                    preserved in p. 124 of the volume before us. Probably Lord Byron grew
                    weary of such lecturing; for in a few years he dropped his intimacy with Mr.
                        Dallas, and fell into other hands, which only accelerated his degradation.  . . .
 
    Anonymous, 
“Dallas’s Recollections of Lord Byron” in Gentleman’s Magazine
                                             Vol. 94  (November 1824) 
 It certainly does appear that Mr. Dallas,
                    from the first to the last of his intimacy with Lord Byron,
                    did every thing that a friend, with the feelings of a parent, could do to win his Lordship to
                    the cause of virtue, but unhappily in vain.  . . .
 
    Anonymous, 
“Dallas’s Recollections of Lord Byron” in Gentleman’s Magazine
                                             Vol. 94  (November 1824) 
 The concluding chapter of this book is written by Mr. Dallas, jun. to whom his father on his death-bed confided the task of
                    closing these “Recollections.” This Gentleman’s
                    reflections on the decided and lamentable turn which the publication of Childe Harold gave to Lord Byron’s character, are forcible and just.  . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
Since
                            Orrery wrote his defamatory life of Swift, and since Mr.
                            Wyndham published Doddington’s diary, in order to expose the author of that strange record of venality, we are not
                        aware that the friends or family of any writer have deliberately set down to diminish his
                        fame and tarnish his character. Such, however, has been the case in the work before us. We
                        do not mean to say that such was the first object in view by the author or authors of this
                        volume. No; their first object was the laudable motive of putting money into their purses;
                        for it appears upon their own showing, that Mr. R. C. Dallas, having
                        made as much money as he could out of lord Byron in his life time,
                        resolved to pick up a decent livelihood (either in his own person or that of his son) out
                        of his friend’s remains when dead. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
But it appears that Mr. R. C. Dallas
                        could not wait for his money so long as was requisite, and that in the year 1819 he became
                        a little impatient to touch something in his life time: accordingly, in an evil hour, he
                        writes a long long letter to lord Byron, containing a debtor and
                        creditor account between R. C. Dallas and his lordship; by which, when
                        duly balanced, it appeared that said lord Byron was still considerably
                        in arrears of friendship and obligation to said R. C. Dallas, and
                        ought to acquit himself by a remittance of materials (such is
                            Mr. R. C. Dallas’s own word, in his own letter, as will be
                        seen by and by) to his creditor Mr. R. C.
                        Dallas. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
The death of lord Byron, of
                        course, seemed at once to promise this settlement: no sooner had he heard it, than he set
                        about copying the manuscripts; he wrote to Messrs.
                            Galignani at Paris, to know whether they would “enter into the speculation” of publishing some very interesting manuscripts
                        of lord Byron; he set off for London; he sold the volume to a London:
                        bookseller, and “he returned without loss of time to
                        France.” His worthy son has told us all this himself, at pages 94 and 96 of his
                        volume, and has actually printed the letter his father wrote to Messrs.
                            Galignani, to show, we suppose, how laudably alert Mr. R. C.
                            Dallas evinced himself to be on this interesting opportunity of securing his
                        lawful property. The booksellers, also, performed their part; they announced the “Private Correspondence” of lord Byron for
                        sale; and, as it also appears by this volume, were so active as to be prepared to bring
                        their goods to market before lord Byron’s funeral. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
They thought
                        differently of the publication of private letters; and Mrs. Leigh
                        desired Mr. Hobhouse one of the executors, to write
                        to Mr. R. C. Dallas to say, that she should think the publication, in
                        question “quite unpardonable,” at least for the present, and unless
                        after a previous inspection by his lordship’s family. Unfortunately for Mr.
                            Dallas, it appears, according to this volume, that Mr.
                            Hobhouse did not in this letter, state that he was lord
                            Byron’s executor; but merely appealed to Mr. R. C.
                            Dallas’s “honour and feeling,” wishing
                        probably to try that topic first; and thinking it more respectful to do so, than to
                        threaten the author with legal interference at once. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
                        Mr. Dallas was resolved upon getting his money, and wrote a very angry
                        letter, not to Mr. Hobhouse but to Mrs. Leigh
                        (which, his prudent son has also printed), containing menaces not unkilfully calculated to
                        intimidate that lady, especially considering that she must have been at that moment
                        peculiarly disposed to receive any unpleasant impressions—her brother’s corpse
                        lying yet unburied. For an author  and seller of Remains the time was
                        not ill chosen—by a gentleman and a man, another moment, to say nothing of another
                        style, might perhaps have been selected. But no time was to be lost; the book must be out
                        on the 12th of July, and out it would have been had not the executors procured an
                        injunction against it on the 7th of the same month, and thus very seriously damaged, if not
                        ruined, Mr. R. C. Dallas’s “speculation.” . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
Ninety-seven
                        pages of the volume are taken up with a statement of the proceedings in Chancery, which
                        were so fatal to the “speculation.” In this statement, which is written by
                            Mr. Alexander Dallas, the son of Mr.
                            R. C. Dallas, who died before the volume could be published, it may easily
                        be supposed that all imaginable hard things are said of those who spoiled the speculation.
                        The executors, and lord Byron’s sister, are spoken of in terms
                        which, if noticed, would certainly very much increase those “expenses” of which the Rev. Alexander Dallas so
                        piteously complains; for we doubt if any jury would hesitate to return a verdict of libel
                        and slander against many passages which we could point out in the preliminary
                        statement. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
                        Lord Byron was taken into Scotland by his mother and
                        father, and Mrs. Leigh was left in England with her
                        grandmother, to whom her father had consigned her on condition that she should provide for
                        her. They were thus separated from 1789 until lord Byron came to
                        England; when thy met as often as possible, although it was not easy to bring them
                        together, as Mrs. Byron, the mother of
                            lord Byron, had quarrelled with lady
                            Holdernesse. For the intercourse which did take place, the brother and
                        sister were indebted to the kind offices of lord
                            Carlisle. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
That lord Byron might have dropt an
                        unguarded opinion as to relationship in general is possible, though such an error is
                        nothing in comparison with the atrocity of coolly recording that opinion as if it had been
                        an habitual sentiment, which we say it was not. We say that it is untrue that lord Byron declaimed against the ties of
                        consanguinity. It is untrue that he entirely withdrew from the
                        company of his sister during the period alluded to. It is untrue
                        that he “made advances” to a friendly intercourse with her only after the
                        publication of Childe Harold, and only at
                        the persuasion of Mr. R. C. Dallas. Mrs. Leigh corresponded with lord Byron at the very time
                        mentioned, and saw in lord Carlisle’s house in
                        the spring of 1809; after which he went abroad, and did not return until July 1811. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
We speak from the same authority, when we say that what is said of
                            lord Carlisle, though there was, as all the world
                        knows, a difference between his lordship and lord Byron,
                        is also at variance with the facts. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
Such was Mr. Alexander
                            Dallas’s letter to Mr.
                        Hobhouse; and that he should, after writing such a letter, make a statement
                        which he knew the production of that letter could positively contradict, is an instance of
                        confidence in the forbearance of others such as we never have happened before to witness.
                        We beg the reader to compare the words in italics from Mr.
                            Dallas’s statement with the words in capitals from Mr.
                            Dallas’s letter—and then to ask himself whether he thinks
                            lord Byron’s
                         reputation, or that of his relations and friends, has much to suffer or
                        fear from such a censor as the Reverend Alexander Dallas. In the
                        Statement, he tells the world that Mr. Hobhouse is mentioned in
                            lord Byron’s letters in the enumeration of his suite; and,
                        in a remark, that lord Byron was satisfied at being alone. In the
                        letter, he tells Mr. Hobhouse, that “he (Mr.
                            Hobhouse) is mentioned throughout the whole of the correspondence with great
                        affection.” . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
It answered the purpose of the editor to
                            deal in the strongest insinuations against Mr. Hobhouse; but,
                            unfortunately, his father had, in the course of his correspondence with lord
                                Byron, mentioned that gentleman in very different terms—what does
                            the honest editor do? he gives only the initial of the name, so that the eulogy, such
                            as it is, may serve for any Mr. H * *. Mr. R. C.
                                Dallas’s words are, “I gave Murray your note on M * *, to be placed in the page with Wingfield. He must have been a very extraordinary
                            young man, and I am sincerely sorry for H * *, for whom I have felt an
                            increased regard ever since I heard of his intimacy with my son at Cadiz, and that they
                            were mutually pleased” [p. 165]. The H * * stands for
                                Hobhouse, and the M * * whom R. C. Dallas
                            characterises here, “as an extraordinary young man,” becomes, in the hands
                            of his honest son, “an unhappy Atheist” [p. 325], whose name he mentions,
                            in another place, at full length, and characterises him in such a way as must give the
                            greatest pain to the surviving relations and friends of the deceased. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
We now come to the reverend gentleman’s father, and as the death of
                            lord Byron did not prevent that person from writing
                        what we know to be unfounded of his lordship, we shall not refrain, because he also is
                        dead, from saying what we know to be founded of Mr. R. C.
                            Dallas. In performing this task we are, most luckily, furnished with a list
                        of Mr. Dallas’s pretensions, by Mr. Dallas
                        himself, in the shape of a letter written by that person to lord Byron
                        in 1819, of which the Reverend Alexander Dallas has
                        thought fit to publish a considerable portion. To this letter, or list of Mr. R.
                            C. Dallas’s brilliant virtues, and benefits conferred upon
                            lord Byron, we shall oppose an answer from a person, whom neither
                            Mr. R. C. Dallas nor his reverend son had ever dreamt could appear
                        against them again in this world—that person is lord Byron
                        himself. For it so happens, that although his lordship did not reply to the said letter by
                        writing to the author, yet he did transmit that epistle, with sundry notes of his own upon
                        it, to one of his correspondents in England. The letter itself, with lord
                            Byron’s notes, is now lying before us, and we shall proceed at once to
                        cite the passages which lord Byron has commented upon, all of which,
                        with one exception, to he noticed hereafter, have before been given to the public. . . .
 
    
    
    
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
Across these passages, opposite the words “saving you from
                        perpetuating the enmity,” lord Byron has put
                                “the Devil you did?” and over the
                        words “rapid retrograde motion” lord Byron has
                        written “when did this happen? and how?”
                     . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
We have now to mention that, Mr. R. C.
                            Dallas after the words which conclude his letter, as given by his son,
                        namely, these words: “but my present anxiety is, to see you restored to your
                            station in this world, after trials that should induce you to look seriously into
                            futurity.”—after these words, we find in the original letter the
                        following— . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
                            The upshot of this letter appears to be, to obtain my sanction to
                                the publication of a volume about 
                                Mr. Dallas and
                                myself, which I shall not allow. The letter has remained and will remain
                                unanswered. I never injured Mr. R. C. Dallas, but did him all
                                the good I could, and I am quite unconscious and ignorant of what he means by
                                reproaching me with ungenerous treatment; the facts will speak for themselves to
                                those who know them—the proof is easy. . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
These persons, whose work, or rather, whose conduct we are reviewing, have tried all the
                        common topics by which they think they may enlist the sympathy of their readers in their
                        favour, to the prejudice of their illustrious benefactor. They have bandied about the
                        clap-trap terms of atheism, scepticism, irreligion, immorality, &c. but the good sense,
                        nay more, the generosity, the humanity, and the true Christian spirit of their
                        fellow-countrymen, will reject such an unworthy fellowship. They may weep over the failings
                        of Byron; but they will cast from them, with scorn and reprobation,
                        detractors, whose censure bears on the face of it, the unquestionable marks of envy,
                        malice, and. all uncharitableness. Can anything be more unpardonable, anything more unfair,
                        for instance, than for the editor of this volume (the clergyman) to take for granted, that
                        the Conversations of Medwin are authentic, though he himself has given an
                        example of two gross mis-statements in them, which would alone throw a doubt over their
                        authenticity; and upon that supposition to charge lord Byron with being sunk to the lowest
                        depths of degradation? What are we to say to this person who, at the same time that he
                        assumes the general truth of the Conversations, makes an
                        exception against that part of them, which represents lord
                            Byron’s dislike of the anti-religious opinions of Mr. Shelley? . . .
 
    [John Cam Hobhouse], 
“[Review of Dallas and Medwin on Byron]” in Westminster Review
                                             Vol. 3  (January 1825) 
If the author of “Aubrey” had but read, or had not forgotten lord
                            Byron’s preface to the second edition of English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, he would have spared us
                        all this fine writing, for that preface explains that “phenomenon of the human mind, for which it is difficult to
                            account,” and which this poor writer has accounted for so
                        profoundly. . . .
 
    [John Gibson Lockhart], 
“Lord Byron” in Blackwood’s Edinburgh Magazine
                                             Vol. 17
                                             No. 97  (February 1825) 
The story of his having said to his mother, when he and Mr
                            Hobhouse parted company on their travels, that he “was glad to be
                        alone,” amounts to nothing; for who is he, and above all, who is the poet, who does
                        not often feel the departure of his dearest friend as a temporary  relief? The man
                        that was composing Childe Harold had other
                        things to entertain him than the conversation of any companion, however pleasant; and we
                        believe there are few pleasanter companions anywhere than Mr Hobhouse.
                        This story, however, has been magnified into a mighty matter by Mr Dallas, whose name has recently been rather wearisomely connected with
                            Lord Byron’s. . . .
 
    [John Gibson Lockhart], 
“Lord Byron” in Blackwood’s Edinburgh Magazine
                                             Vol. 17
                                             No. 97  (February 1825) 
 Old Mr Dallas appears to have been an
                    inveterate twaddler, and there are even worse things than twaddling alleged against him by
                        Mr Hobhouse, in the article we have been quoting.
                    The worst of these, however, his misstatement as to the amount of his pecuniary obligations to
                        Lord Byron, may perhaps be accounted for in a way much
                    more charitable than has found favour with Mr Hobhouse; and as to the son,
                        (Mr Alexander Dallas,) we assuredly think he has
                    done nothing, but what he supposed his filial duty bound him to, in the whole matter. Angry
                    people will take sneering and perverted views of the subject matter of dispute, without
                    subjecting themselves in the eyes of the disinterested world, to charges so heavy either as
                        Mr Hobhouse has thought fit to bring against Mr A.
                        Dallas, or as Mr A. Dallas has thought fit to bring against
                        Mr Hobhouse. As for the song of which so much has been said, what is it, after all, but a mere
                    joke— . . .
 
    [John Gibson Lockhart], 
“Lord Byron” in Blackwood’s Edinburgh Magazine
                                             Vol. 17
                                             No. 97  (February 1825) 
Dallas’s book,
                        utterly feeble and drivelling as it is, contains certainly some very interesting
                        particulars as to his feelings when he was a very young author. The whole getting up of the
                        two first cantos of Childe Harold—the
                        diffidence—the fears —the hopes that alternately depressed and elevated his
                        spirits while the volume was printing, are exhibited, so as to form a picture that all
                        students of literature, at least, will never cease to prize. All the rest of the work is
                        more about old Dallas than young Byron, and is
                        utter trash. . . .
 
    Leigh Hunt, 
Lord Byron and Some of his Contemporaries  (London:   Henry Colburn,   1828) 
The only publications that contained any thing at once new and true
                        respecting Lord Byron were, Dallas’s Recollections, the Conversations by 
                        Captain Medwin, and Parry’s and Gamba’s Accounts of his Last Days. A good deal of the real
                        character of his Lordship, though not always as the writer viewed it, may be gathered from
                        most of them; particularly the first two. . . .
 
    Leigh Hunt, 
Lord Byron and Some of his Contemporaries  (London:   Henry Colburn,   1828) 
                        Dallas, who was a sort of lay-priest, errs from
                        being half-witted. He must have tired Lord Byron to death with blind
                        beggings of the question, and solemn mistakes. The wild poet ran against him, and scattered
                        his faculties. To the last he does not seem to have made up his mind, whether his Lordship
                        was Christian or Atheist. I can settle at least a part of that dilemma. Christian he
                        certainly was not. He neither wrote nor talked, as any Christian, in the ordinary sense of
                        the word, would have done: and as to the rest, the strength of his belief probably varied
                        according to his humour, and was at all times as undecided and uneasy, as the lights
                        hitherto obtained by mere reason were calculated to render it. . . .
 
    Leigh Hunt, 
Lord Byron and Some of his Contemporaries  (London:   Henry Colburn,   1828) 
Now, the passage here quoted was quoted by myself, one of those
                        “atheists and scoffers,” according to Mr.
                            Dallas, by whom “he was led into defiance of the sacred
                        writings.” . . .
 
    Pietro Gamba, 
A Narrative of Lord Byron’s Last Journey to Greece  (London:   John Murray,   1825) 
 Again, in order to prove the difficulty of living with Lord Byron, it is said, that “When Mr. Hobhouse and he travelled in Greece together, they
                            were generally a mile asunder.” I have the best authority for saying, that
                        this is not the fact: that two young men, who were continually together and slept in the
                        same room for many months, should not always have ridden side by side on their journey is
                        very likely; but when Lord Byron and Mr. Hobhouse
                        travelled in Greece, it would have been as little safe as comfortable to be
                            “generally a mile asunder;” and the truth is, they were generally
                        very near each other.  . . .
 
    
    Princess Charlotte Augusta  (1796-1817)  
                  The only child of George IV; she married Prince Leopold of Saxe-Coburg in 1816 and died
                        in childbirth the following year.
               
 
    Robert Charles Dallas  (1754-1824)  
                  English poet, novelist, and translator who corresponded with Byron. His sister Charlotte
                        Henrietta Dallas (d. 1793) married Captain George Anson Byron (1758-1793); their son George
                        Anson Byron (1789-1868) inherited Byron's title in 1824.
               
 
    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.
               
 
    
                  Morning Post.    (1772-1937). A large-circulation London daily that published verse by many of the prominent poets of
                        the romantic era. John Taylor (1750–1826), Daniel Stuart (1766-1846), and Nicholas Byrne
                        (d. 1833) were among its editors.