Memoir of Francis Hodgson
Augusta Leigh to Francis Hodgson, 4 March 1817
Six Mile Bottom: Tuesday evening, March 4, 1817.
Dear Mr. H.,—Thank you many thousand times for your
very kind and most welcome letter, which followed me to Town, where I went on
the 6th and remained till the 24th of February, on Court duty. I am sure if I had followed my
inclination it would not have remained even thus long unanswered, for indeed I
feel all the friendship and kindness which prompts you to bestow any portion of
your precious time upon me. As the only return, except my thanks, which I am
able to make you is giving you all the information I receive about our dear
B., I will begin by that subject of our
mutual interest. From him I have not heard for nearly
five weeks, and his letter was dated the 13th January. Of him I have heard a little later accounts. Mr. Murray showed me a letter to him dated the
24th of January, and I believe Mr. Moore
has heard since that. I am daily hoping to do so, for any unusual silence puts
me into a fidget. His last letters have been uncomfortable. In one of them, after giving me the history of a new attachment, he says, ‘and tell Hodgson his prediction is fulfilled; you
know he foretold I should fall in love with an Italian, and so I
have.’ I should prefer giving you a more agreeable message, dear
Mr. H., but I don’t like to withhold any of his
words to you. As for the circumstance it alludes to, it
is only one among a million of melancholy anticipations
of mine, for the evils always arise fast and soon enough, it is not always easy
to wait for
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their arrival; at least I don’t find it
so. He has not lately to me recurred to the intention of returning to England,
but I hear it is circulated by his friends—or soi-disant tels—for which, however, I suspect motives, and still doubt on the
subject. Upon the whole, my opinion is that greater evils are to be apprehended
from his immediate return than his continued absence, but God knows! I may be
wrong. You, who know how ardently I wish him every good,
will enter into all my anxieties. He has lately given himself and others much
needless worry on the subject of the poor dear little girl. Somebody wrote—I believe merely as a piece
of gossiping news—that Lady B.
intended to pass this winter abroad, which occasioned a letter addressed to me
by B. to be despatched with all speed, insisting upon a promise that the child
should never leave England. Of course I transmitted the message. The answer
was, Lady B. had never had any intention of quitting
England. This did not satisfy, and several others have followed. At last, thank
Heaven, the business is transacted through Mr.
Hanson, and Lady B. has declined answering
through me; much to my satisfaction, as I cannot do any good in it.
It appears that the child is a ward in
Chancery, which I
must own I consider fortunate as things are at present. I did not know it till
I went to Town, where I most unexpectedly met poor Lady
B., who had come there on this business. You will be glad to
hear that she looked much better and, I hope, is really stronger, and gradually improving in health, though still quite
unequal to hurry and agitation of any kind. I told her of your request that I
would inform you of her health, and she desired me to say she felt much
gratified by the kind interest you express for her. The little girl was left at Kirkby, as she came
but for a few days, but is quite well, and, I hear, a very fine child. It makes
me wretched to think of her, and I’m sure of your sympathy in such a
feeling. We can, indeed, only pray and trust Heaven for our dear B. If I hear soon from him you shall know what he
says.
I am glad you were rather agreeably surprised in the Poems. I
own I was so; but the different opinions, and
impressions, and reflections of different people are enough to drive one mad.
Your approbation of the lines on poor Major
Howard (our very particular friend)
delighted me very much. They were what I was most anxious should be approved.
Of course you know to whom the
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‘Dream’1 alludes,
Mrs. C———. I am
very much of your opinion on all the points of your observation. Have you seen
the Reviews? The ‘Quarterly’ has given great offence to all those who call themselves Lady
B.’s friends and party. It only appears to me that such
discussions would be better omitted, and that the
‘Edinburgh’ has
most wisely done. B. never mentions Newstead; I dare not ask for fear of hearing it is
gone. I, too, have an atom of your ‘indefinite hope,’ but I never
venture to express it except to you. It makes me unhappy to think of what you
feel about dear B.’s silence; but I am sure, in spite of this, your
friendship is valued as much as ever.
We are not likely to remove till May or June, so pray direct
as usual whenever you have a moment to spare, and, believe
me that I am always most delighted to receive a
letter from you. My children are well; Georgey is really a very dear little girl. You will easily
believe that my hands are quite full, with five to teach
and nurse. But it is fortunate I have such an imperious demand upon my time and
attention. I do not know what
otherwise would have
become of me with the source of wretchedness about poor dear B. Col. Leigh desires me most particularly to
present his best regards to you, and Georgey desires her
love.
Ever yours most sincerely,
A. L.
Mary Anne Clermont (d. 1850)
Lady Byron's governess and companion, who Byron accused of poisoning his marriage.
John Hanson (1755-1841)
Byron's solicitor and business agent.
Francis Hodgson (1781-1852)
Provost of Eton College, translator of Juvenal (1807) and close friend of Byron. He wrote
for the
Monthly and
Critical Reviews, and was
author of (among other volumes of poetry)
Childe Harold's Monitor; or
Lines occasioned by the last Canto of Childe Harold (1818).
Hon. Frederick Howard (1785-1815)
The son of Lord Carlisle; he was a major in the 10th Hussars killed the Battle of
Waterloo on 18 June 1815.
Hon. Augusta Mary Leigh [née Byron] (1783-1851)
Byron's half-sister; the daughter of Amelia Darcy, Baroness Conyers, she married
Lieutenant-Colonel George Leigh on 17 August 1807.
George Leigh (1771-1850)
Officer in the 10th Light Dragoons, gambler, and boon companion of the Prince of Wales;
he married Augusta Byron in 1807.
Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
Irish poet and biographer, author of the
Irish Melodies (1807-34),
The Fudge Family in Paris (1818), and
Lalla
Rookh (1817); he was Byron's close friend and designated biographer.
John Murray II (1778-1843)
The second John Murray began the
Quarterly Review in 1809 and
published works by Scott, Byron, Austen, Crabbe, and other literary notables.
Mary Ann Musters [née Chaworth] (1785-1832)
The grand-niece of the Chaworth who was killed by “Wicked Jack” Byron; she was the object
of Byron's affections before and after she married John Musters in 1805.
The Quarterly Review. (1809-1967). Published by John Murray, the
Quarterly was instigated by Walter
Scott as a Tory rival to the
Edinburgh Review. It was edited by
William Gifford to 1824, and by John Gibson Lockhart from 1826 to 1853.