BIB_ID
402585
Accession number
MA 2148.36
Creator
Browning, Elizabeth Barrett, 1806-1861.
Display Date
[1846 April 1].
Credit line
Acquired from the University of Illinois, 1961.
Description
1 item (6 pages) ; 12.5 x 8.4 cm + envelope
Notes
Place and date of writing determined from postmarks and internal evidence. See the published editions of the correspondence, cited below, for additional information.
Envelope with stamp and postmarks addressed to: "George G M Barrett Esqr/ Barrister at Law/ Oxford Circuit."
With a seal containing the word "Ba" (EBB's nickname).
Envelope with stamp and postmarks addressed to: "George G M Barrett Esqr/ Barrister at Law/ Oxford Circuit."
With a seal containing the word "Ba" (EBB's nickname).
Provenance
Acquired from the University of Illinois, 1961.
Summary
Criticizing the British Empire in India: "Some of these days our 'great Indian Empire' will stand upon its own legs, & make use of our own rope to scourge us to a distance. What right has England to an Indian empire? No more than the Duke of Sutherland to his broad estates. Wait a little, & we shall see it all arranged according to a better justice, on the small scale & the large"; sending news of Arabella, who has encountered an old friend; writing that she hears that he is making himself popular at the home of friends of the family, Mrs. Griffith and the Peytons, in Herefordshire; telling George that Anna Jameson came to visit her and gave her an etching of St. Cecilia, made from the sculpture of the saint in the church of St. Cecilia in Trastevere, Rome; telling him that Caroline Paine, who has been writing her letters, is coming to visit; writing that she is translating a passage from the Iliad: "Pope & Cowper are both as bad as can be,--& old Homer laughs us all three to scorn, I know very well"; ending with a story about the Hedleys, whose son Robin is being sent to India: "Uncle Hedley saw in the paper how his regiment was sent to India, but as Jane & they all were about to go to a ball, he deferred communicating the bad news. In the middle of the ball, up came an ingenious gentleman (very much at a loss for a subject) with a face of polite condolence.-- 'I am very sorry to hear, Mrs. Hedley, that your son's regiment must go to India'--down she fell in a fainting fit--Poor Jane--."
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