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Lord Byron to Thomas Moore, 4 May 1814

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“May 4th, 1814.
“Last night we supp’d at R—fe’s board, &c.*

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“I wish people would not shirk their dinners—ought it not to have been a dinner†?—and that d—d anchovy sandwich!

“That plaguy voice of yours made me sentimental, and almost fall in love with a girl who was recommending herself, during your song, by hating music. But the song is past, and my passion can wait, till the pucelle is more harmonious.

“Do you go to Lady Jersey’s to-night? It is a large party, and

performance but his answer was (punning upon Shakspeare’s word, “unanealed,”) “No—I’m resolved to continue un-Oneiled.

To the great queen of all actresses, however, it will be seen, by the following extract from one of his Journals, he rendered due justice.

“Of actors, Cooke was the most natural, Kemble the most supernatural,—Kean the medium between the two. But Mrs. Siddons was worth them all put together.”—Detached Thoughts.

* An epigram here followed which, as founded on a scriptural allusion, I thought it better to omit.

† We had been invited by Lord R. to dine after the play,—an arrangement which, from its novelty, delighted Lord Byron exceedingly. The dinner, however, afterwards dwindled into a mere supper, and this change was long a subject of jocular resentment with him.

554 NOTICES OF THE A. D. 1814.
you won’t be bored into ‘softening rocks,’ and all that.
Othello is to-morrow and Saturday too. Which day shall we go? when shall I see you? If you call, let it be after three and as near four as you please. Ever, &c.”