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Lord Byron to Henry Drury, 17 July 1811

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“Volage frigate, off Ushant, July 17th, 1811.

“After two years’ absence (on the 2d) and some odd days. I am approaching your country. The day of our arrival you will see by the outside date of my letter. At present, we are becalmed comfortably, close to Brest Harbour;—I have never been so near it since I left Duck Puddle, * * * * * * * *
We left Malta thirty-four days ago, and have had a tedious passage of it. You will either see or hear from or of me, soon after the receipt of this, as I pass through town to repair my irreparable affairs; and thence I want to go to Notts. and raise rents, and to Lancs, and sell collieries,
A. D. 1811. LIFE OF LORD BYRON. 251
and back to London and pay debts,—for it seems I shall neither have coals or comfort till I go down to Rochdale in person.

“I have brought home some marbles for Hobhouse;—for myself, four ancient Athenian skulls*, dug out of Sarcophagi—a phial of attic hemlock†—four live tortoises—a greyhound (died on the passage)—two live Greek servants, one an Athenian, t’ other a Yaniote, who can speak nothing but Romaic and Italian—and myself, as Moses in the Vicar of Wakefield says, slily, and I may say it too, for I have as little cause to boast of my expedition as he had of his to the fair.

“I wrote to you from the Cyanean Rocks, to tell you I had swam from Sestos to Abydos—have you received my letter? * * *
Hodgson, I suppose, is four deep by this time. What would he have given to have seen, like me, the real Parnassus, where I robbed the Bishop of Chrissaæ of a book of geography;—but this I only call plagiarism, as it was done within an hour’s ride of Delphi.”