Saturday. Jany 21.
Read the 7th. Olympic ode—about Agesias, & Rhodes.[1] There are very fine things in it, & it deserves to be written in gold, as it once was. Bro & Arabel came home. Very glad of it. B & H walked to the B[artons] for A. I walked by myself, & reveried.
No letter from Papa!—
It is doubtful whether or not the cholera is in London: If it is, & if Papa remains there, I shall be miserable. My misery depends on two ifs, & one might keep me from it. Sent my prologue & a few lines to Annie; & my books & a few lines to Eliza Cliffe— Bro dined yesterday at the Archdeacon’s—& hunted today with the two Archdeacons Onslow & Probyn.[2] The very venerables!—
1. She is confusing this with her reading of the day before. The 6th Ode is to Agesias of Syracuse; the 7th to Diagoras of Rhodes.
2. The Ven. John Probyn (1761–1843), Dean and Archdeacon of Llandaff. E.B.B. told an amusing story about him, in relation to the “unknown tongues,” in her letter to H.S.B. of 1 December 1831 (BC, 2, 332–333).
