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n Russell set off for Spain. Was not that sufficient to make me rather melancholy? But how can you possibly imagine that I was more agitated on John Russell's account, who is gone for a few months, and from whom I shall hear constantly, than at your going for six years to travel over most part of the world, when I shall hardly ever hear from you, and perhaps may never see you again? "It has very much hurt me your telling me that you might be excused if you felt rather jealous at my expressing more sorrow for the departure of the friend who was with me, than of that one who was absent. It is quite impossible you can think I am more sorry for John's absence than I shall be for yours;--I shall therefore finish the subject."] [Footnote 34: To this tomb he thus refers in the "Childish Recollections," as printed in his first unpublished volume:-- "Oft when, oppress'd with sad, foreboding gloom, I sat reclined upon our favourite tomb." ] [Footnote 35: I find this circumstance, of his having occasionally slept at the Hut, though asserted by one of the old servants, much doubted by others.] [Footnote 36: It may possibly have been the recollection of these pictures that suggested to him the following lines in the Siege of Corinth:-- "Like the figures on arras that gloomily glare, Stirr'd by the breath of the wintry air, So seen by the dying lamp's fitful light, Lifeless, but life-like and awful to sight; As they seem, through the dimness, about to come down From the shadowy wall where their images frown." ] [Footnote 37: Among the unpublished verses of his in my possession, I find the following fragment, written not long after this period:-- "Hills of Annesley, bleak and barren, Where my thoughtless childhood stray'd, How the northern tempests, warring, Howl above thy tufted shade! "Now no more, the hours beguiling, Former favourite haunts I see; Now no more my Mary smiling, Makes ye seem a heaven to me." ] [Footnote 38: The lady's husband, for some time, took her family name.] [Footnote 39: These stanzas, I have since found, are not Lord Byron's, but the production of Lady Tuite, and are contained in a volume published by her Ladyship in the year 1795.--(_Second edition._)] [Footnote 40: Gibbon, in speaking of public schools, says--"The mimic scene of a rebellion has displayed, in their true colours, the ministers and patrio
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