I hope not to want a further remittance for a long time.
I shall not, if I can settle myself at Rome so as to avoid spoliation.
That is very difficult in this country.
I have suffered from it already.
The haste, the fatigue, the frequent illness in travelling, have tormented me. At Rome I shall settle myself for five months, and make arrangements to the best of my judgment, and with counsel of experienced friends, and have some hope of economy while there; but am not sure, as much more vigilance than I can promise is needed against the treachery of servants and the cunning of landlords.
You are disappointed by my letter from Rome.
But I did not feel equal then to speaking of the things of Rome, and shall not, till better acquaintance has steadied my mind.
It is a matter of conscience with me not to make use of crude impressions, and what they call here ‘coffee.
house intelligence,’ as travellers generally do. I prefer skimming over the surface of things, till I feel solidly ready to write.
Milan I left with great regret, and hope to return.
I knew there a circle of the aspiring youth, such as I have not in any other city.
I formed many friendships, and learned a great deal.
One of the young men, Guerrieri by name, (and of the famous Gonzaga family,) I really love.
He has a noble soul, the quietest sensibility, and a brilliant and ardent, though not a great, mind.
He is eight-and-twenty.
After studying medicine for the culture, he has taken law as his profession.
His mind and
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