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”Byron often talks of the authors of the 'Rejected Addresses', and always in terms of unqualified praise. He says that the imitations, unlike all other imitations, are full of genius. 'Parodies,' he said, 'always give a bad impression of the original, but in the 'Rejected Addresses' the reverse was the fact;' and he quoted the second and third stanzas, in imitation of himself, as admirable, and just what he could have wished to write on a similar subject”
(Lady Blessington's 'Conversations', p. 134).]
[Footnote 2:
”The Bessboroughs,” writes Lady H. Leveson Gower to Lady G. Morpeth, September 12, 1812 ('Letters of Harriet, Countess Granville', vol. i.
pp. 40, 41), ”have been unpacked about a couple of hours. My aunt looks stout and well, but poor Caroline most terribly the contrary.
She is worn to the bone, as pale as death and her eyes starting out of her head. She seems indeed in a sad way, alternately in tearing spirits and in tears. I hate her character, her feelings, and herself when I am away from her, but she interests me when I am with her, and to see her poor careworn face is dismal, in spite of reason and speculation upon her extraordinary conduct. She appears to me in a state very (little) short of insanity, and my aunt describes it as at times having been decidedly so.”]
[Footnote 3: The context and allusion seem to require another word than ”_brief_;” but the sentence is written as printed. In Fielding's 'Life of Mr. Jonathan Wild' (Bk. III. chap. viii.) and in
”a dialogue matrimonial, which pa.s.sed between Jonathan Wild, Esquire, and Laet.i.tia his wife” ('nee' Laet.i.tia Snap), ”Laet.i.tia asks, 'But pray, Mr. Wild, why b--ch? Why did you suffer such a word to escape you?'”]
[Footnote 4: The republication of the 'Anthology']
[Footnote 5: Murray's removal from 32, Fleet Street, to 50, Albemaile Street.]
[Footnote 6: With Lady Caroline Lamb.]
[Footnote 7: Near Lower Moor, the residence of Hodgson's relatives, the c.o.kes.]
276.--To John Hanson.
3d Feb'y, 1813.
Dear Sir,--Will you forward the inclosed immediately to Corbet, whose address I do not exactly remember? It is of consequence, relative to a foolish woman [1] I never saw, who fancies I want to marry her.