LETTER 464. TO MR. ROGERS.

"Ravenna, October 21. 1821.

"I shall be (the gods willing) in Bologna on Saturday next. This is

a curious answer to your letter; but I have taken a house in Pisa

for the winter, to which all my chattels, furniture, horses,

carriages, and live stock are already removed, and I am preparing

to follow.

"The cause of this removal is, shortly, the exile or proscription

of all my friends' relations and connections here into Tuscany, on

account of our late politics; and where they go, I accompany them.

I merely remained till now to settle some arrangements about my

daughter, and to give time for my furniture, &c. to precede me. I

have not here a seat or a bed hardly, except some jury chairs, and

tables, and a mattress for the week to come.

"If you will go on with me to Pisa, I can lodge you for as long as

you like; (they write that the house, the Palazzo Lanfranchi, is

spacious: it is on the Arno;) and I have four carriages, and as

many saddle-horses (such as they are in these parts), with all

other conveniences, at your command, as also their owner. If you

could do this, we may, at least, cross the Apennines together; or

if you are going by another road, we shall meet at Bologna, I hope.

I address this to the post-office (as you desire), and you will

probably find me at the Albergo di _San Marco_. If you arrive

first, wait till I come up, which will be (barring accidents) on

Saturday or Sunday at farthest.

"I presume you are alone in your voyages. Moore is in London

_incog._ according to my latest advices from those climes.

"It is better than a lustre (five years and six months and some

days, more or less) since we met; and, like the man from Tadcaster

in the farce ('Love laughs at Locksmiths'), whose acquaintances,

including the cat and the terrier, who 'caught a halfpenny in his

mouth,' were all 'gone dead,' but too many of our acquaintances

have taken the same path. Lady Melbourne, Grattan, Sheridan,

Curran, &c. &c. almost every body of much name of the old school.

But 'so am not I, said the foolish fat scullion,' therefore let us

make the most of our remainder.

"Let me find two lines from you at 'the hostel or inn.'

"Yours ever, &c.

"B."

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