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Memoir of Francis Hodgson
Augusta Leigh to Francis Hodgson, [1845]
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Preface
Vol. 1 Contents
Chapter I.
Chapter II. 1794-1807.
Chapter III. 1807-1808.
Chapter IV. 1808.
Chapter V. 1808-1809.
Chapter VI. 1810.
Chapter VII. 1811.
Chapter VIII. 1811.
Chapter IX. 1811.
Chapter X. 1811-12.
Chapter XI. 1812.
Chapter XII. 1812-13.
Chapter XIII. 1813-14.
Vol. 2 Contents
Chapter XIV. 1815-16.
Chapter XV. 1816-18.
Chapter XVI. 1815-22.
Chapter XVII. 1820.
Chapter XVIII. 1824-27.
Chapter XIX. 1827-1830
Chapter XX. 1830-36.
Chapter XXI. 1837-40.
Chapter XXII. 1840-47.
Chapter XXIII. 1840-52.
Index
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Dear Mr. Hodgson,—I have reproached myself for not telling you, what perhaps by this time you have otherwise heard, that the statue, Thorwaldsen’s, is now to be seen at 14, South Audley Street, at Sir R. Westmacott’s, who is making a pedestal preparatory to its being placed in Trinity College,

1 This picture is now at Hardwicke.

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Cambridge. As it is not to go into the Abbey, perhaps this is as good a place as could have been substituted, and will interest you, who were present at his reception in that college. I think perchance you and
Mrs. H., or somebody you know, might like to see the statue, en attendant, as your railroad facilitates such flights I hope you are all well, and with kindest regards to Mrs. H. and best wishes

I am yours ever affectionately and truly,
Augusta Leigh.

P.S. I forgot to say, I have seen the statue and have seen nothing so satisfactory as to resemblance since I saw the original. The fact is, one sees the head and face in every point of view. . . . . I do become very superannuating, and always think of poor B.’s horror of ‘withering at top first,’ not from the same superabundance of brains, but wear and tear of the few that I possess. . . . . But you do and always will sympathise in my troubles for the sake of him, who is gone.

Augusta Leigh.