TO MR. MOORE.

"May 18. 1814.

"Thanks--and punctuality. _What_ has passed at * * * *s House? I

suppose that _I_ am to know, and 'pars fui' of the conference. I

regret that your * * * *s will detain you so late, but I suppose

you will be at Lady Jersey's. I am going earlier with Hobhouse. You

recollect that to-morrow we sup and see Kean.

"P.S. _Two_ to-morrow is the hour of pugilism."

* * * * *

The supper, to which he here looks forward, took place at Watier's, of

which club he had lately become a member; and, as it may convey some

idea of his irregular mode of diet, and thus account, in part, for the

frequent derangement of his health, I shall here attempt, from

recollection, a description of his supper on this occasion. We were to

have been joined by Lord R * *, who however did not arrive, and the

party accordingly consisted but of ourselves. Having taken upon me to

order the repast, and knowing that Lord Byron, for the last two days,

had done nothing towards sustenance, beyond eating a few biscuits and

(to appease appetite) chewing mastic, I desired that we should have a

good supply of, at least, two kinds of fish. My companion, however,

confined himself to lobsters, and of these finished two or three, to his

own share,--interposing, sometimes, a small liqueur-glass of strong

white brandy, sometimes a tumbler of very hot water, and then pure

brandy again, to the amount of near half a dozen small glasses of the

latter, without which, alternately with the hot water, he appeared to

think the lobster could not be digested. After this, we had claret, of

which having despatched two bottles between us, at about four o'clock in

the morning we parted.

As Pope has thought his "delicious lobster-nights" worth commemorating,

these particulars of one in which Lord Byron was concerned may also have

some interest.

Among other nights of the same description which I had the happiness of

passing with him, I remember once, in returning home from some assembly

at rather a late hour, we saw lights in the windows of his old haunt

Stevens's, in Bond Street, and agreed to stop there and sup. On

entering, we found an old friend of his, Sir G * * W* *, who joined our

party, and the lobsters and brandy and water being put in requisition,

it was (as usual on such occasions) broad daylight before we separated.

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