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Autograph letter signed with initials : [Florence], to Richard Hengist Horne, [1848 December 3].

BIB_ID
403255
Accession number
MA 2147.44
Creator
Browning, Elizabeth Barrett, 1806-1861.
Display Date
[1848 December 3].
Description
1 item (2 pages, with address) ; 14.7 x 13.6 cm
Notes
Address panel to "R H Horne Esqre / Fallow Lodge / Finchley / Middlesex."
Date and place of writing from footnote to published letter cited below which indicates EBB enclosed RB's letter to Horne in this letter. RB's letter is dated Florence, December 3, 1848.
Summary
Describing their life in Florence and their month away from Florence in June; saying "My husband bids me remember to tell you how we rushed away from Florence in June in order to be cooler, & went to Ancona, prudent people that we were, leaping right into the cauldron. The heat was past the fiercest fire of your imagination, & I seethe to think of it at this distance - but we saw the whole coast from Ravenna to Loretto, & had wonderful visions of beauty & glory in passing & repassing the Apennines - At Ravenna, we stood one morning at four, at Dante's tomb, with its pathetic inscription, and seldom has any such sight so moved me. Ravenna is a dreary marshy place with a deadweight of melancholy air fading the faces of its inhabitants - and its pineforest stands off too far to redeem it in any wise. That Lord Byron should have praised it, is just a token of the spells of the Guiccioli . . who has revolutionized, you see, (like the rest of the world) into a M'dme de Boissy. Someone told us the other day that she was 'still very beautiful'...All I complain of at Florence is the difficulty of getting sight of new books, which, I who have been used to a new 'sea serpent' every morning, in the shape of a French romance, care still more for than my husband does - Old books we can arrive at, & besides, our own are coming over the sea - oh, but we have'nt given up England altogether . . we talk of spending summers there & have a scheme of seeing you all next year if circumstances sh'd permit of it;" sending her love to his wife and thanking him for his "...most kind words in which you promise a welcome to my husband's poems, - only you will believe that kindness in t̲h̲a̲t̲ shape must touch me nearest;" adding, in a postscript, that "Dear Miss Mitford has been much less well than usual, I fear, . . but it does not appear to be a dangerous indisposition. You who take courage always, will keep it. The day for thinkers & writers, & only for those, is breaking fast."