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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 17: London again.—characters of judges.—Oxford.—Cambridge— November and December, 1838.—Age, 27. (search)
ed absence. The Book Club still exists. . . . We judge English authors better than the English themselves: all here are too near them. When I see the foppery of Bulwer every day, and hear his affected voice, should not that disenchant me from the spell of his composition? You, sitting in your rocking-chair and joining reading tlly very agreeable and accomplished men; but there is too much of them: they take up too much of our time. This was delivered with the greatest gentleness. . . . Bulwer was here a few moments ago in his flash falsetto dress, with high-heel boots, a white great coat, and a flaming blue cravat. How different from Rogers who is sitn town and in this glorious apartment, where I look upon the busts of Milton and Shakspeare, of Locke and Burke, of Bacon and Newton! It was not long since I saw Bulwer writing here; and when he threw down the pen he had been using, the thought crossed my mind to appropriate it, and make my fortune by selling it to some of his ab
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Athenaeum Club, Dec. 28, 1838. (search)
Athenaeum Club, Dec. 28, 1838. Again in town and in this glorious apartment, where I look upon the busts of Milton and Shakspeare, of Locke and Burke, of Bacon and Newton! It was not long since I saw Bulwer writing here; and when he threw down the pen he had been using, the thought crossed my mind to appropriate it, and make my fortune by selling it to some of his absurd admirers in America. But I let the goose-quill sleep. What a different person I have just been conversing with for three hours or more!—Basil Montagu; one of the sweetest men, with honeyed discourse, that I ever met. His mind is running over with beautiful images and with boundless illustration and allusion. He has known as bosom friends Mackintosh, Coleridge, Wordsworth, and Lord Eldon; and he pours out his heart, as I freely mention their names, like water. He has just published a charming little book, entitled, Essays and Selections; and he has given me a copy, in which he has written my name, with the aff
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 18: Stratford-on-avon.—Warwick.—London.—Characters of judges and lawyers.—authors.—society.—January, 1839, to March, 1839.—Age, 28. (search)
if I had more time and I thought you had more patience. Bulwer has two novels in preparation—one nearly completed—and is the only lady present; and she was surrounded by D'Orsay, Bulwer, Disraeli, Duncombe, the Prince Napoleon, and two or threeside of the sea. You may suppose that I made no advance to Bulwer Sir Edward George Lytton Bulwer, 1816-73. He was raisedSir Edward George Lytton Bulwer, 1816-73. He was raised to the peerage as Baron Lytton in 1866. or Disraeli, Benjamin Disraeli, author and statesman, born in 1805, and twice Prichange words. An evening or two afterwards I sat opposite Bulwer at dinner. It was at my friend Milnes's, where we had a sBrien, and Monteith. I sat next to Macaulay, and opposite Bulwer; and I must confess that it was a relief from the incessant ringing of Macaulay's voice to hear Bulwer's lisping, slender, and effeminate tones. I liked Bulwer better than I wished.Bulwer better than I wished. He talked with sense and correctness, though without brilliancy or force. His wife is on the point of publishing a novel,
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Jan. 27, 1839. (search)
ders of Prescott on the journey to posterity! Milman told me he thought it the greatest work that had yet proceeded from America. Mr. Whishaw, who is now blind, and who was the bosom friend of Sir Samuel Romilly, has had it read to him, and says that Lord Holland calls it the most important historical work since Gibbon. I have heard Hallam speak of it repeatedly, and Harness and Rogers and a great many others whom I might mention, if I had more time and I thought you had more patience. Bulwer has two novels in preparation—one nearly completed—and is also engaged on the last two volumes of his History of Greece. This work seems to have been a failure. I see this flash novelist often: we pass each other in the drawing-room, and even sit on the same sofa; but we have never spoken. I could not live through two London winters; the fogs are horrid. I met Theodore Hook last evening, and poured out my complaints. You are right, said he; our atmosphere is nothing but pea-soup. E
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, March 1, 1839. (search)
f course, the only lady present; and she was surrounded by D'Orsay, Bulwer, Disraeli, Duncombe, the Prince Napoleon, and two or three lords— Hn on our side of the sea. You may suppose that I made no advance to Bulwer Sir Edward George Lytton Bulwer, 1816-73. He was raised to the pSir Edward George Lytton Bulwer, 1816-73. He was raised to the peerage as Baron Lytton in 1866. or Disraeli, Benjamin Disraeli, author and statesman, born in 1805, and twice Prime-Minister of England. aid not exchange words. An evening or two afterwards I sat opposite Bulwer at dinner. It was at my friend Milnes's, where we had a small but Hare), O'Brien, and Monteith. I sat next to Macaulay, and opposite Bulwer; and I must confess that it was a relief from the incessant ringing of Macaulay's voice to hear Bulwer's lisping, slender, and effeminate tones. I liked Bulwer better than I wished. He talked with sense and Bulwer better than I wished. He talked with sense and correctness, though without brilliancy or force. His wife is on the point of publishing a novel, called Cheveley; or, The Man of Honor, in wh