Correspondence

4539.  EBB & RB to Alexander Munro

As published in The Brownings’ Correspondence, 27, 69–70.

Dec. 8. ’59.

My dear Munro,

You will long ago, I hope, have found my letter, which arrived in England during your absence: but I am glad to have again the opportunity of thanking you for those beautiful photographs. [1] Your last note completes our conviction of your entire success in the Bust: it is every thing heart could wish, so far as we are concerned, and very grateful we both of us feel to you accordingly: the likeness is still remarkable, though Pen grows. <H>ere he is at Rome on a poney we brought with us: I hope you will keep your word and come to Florence next winter, as you engage. My wife has been very ill in the summer but regained sufficient strength to bear the journey hither—we arrived a few days ago—and I am anxious to do,—what many cares of various kinds prevented my doing sooner,—assure you, that is, that we forget none of your kindness. My wife’s kind regards go with those of

Yours faithfully ever

Robert Browning–

[Continued by EBB]

My dear Mr Munro, most exquisite the photograph is—perfect in likeness & grace. I do’nt know how to thank you in words—but I know I do thank you in my heart–

You must keep the bust for us for a time, because we want it to be seen, before the Alps & Apennines shall cover it from the eyes of the north. We have heard that it has been greatly admired. The likeness is as striking as ever, for though the child grows he does not alter—and if there is a defect in your work it is that the age seems in a little advance of the original’s still.

Shall I be bold & tell you what I <wan>t very much? Photographs of the bust, such as you sent us, for my husband’s father who is living in Paris– Could I have them? And in that case, would you direct them under cover to Miss Browning, 151 Rue de Grenelle, Faubourg St Germain, Paris, & let us answer for any expense?–

Dear Mr Munro, when this cloud has passed away from Italy .. a cloud with descending gods in it .. & left us glory & freedom, .. we shall be looking forward to your promised return.– Or we may see you in London –– who knows? Meet, we certainly shall.

Penini rides about on a poney & plays on the piano beautifully. Look at your marble & think of him affectionately sometimes. It is pleasant to have a place among <your> exquisite thoughts.

Ever most gratefully

EBB–

Publication: None traced.

Manuscript: In private collection.

1. None of the photographs of Munro’s bust of Pen have come to light.

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