SD2889. Diary Entry of Julia Ward Howe
As published in The Brownings’ Correspondence, 32, 360–361 (in part).
[London]
5 April 1867
Lunch with the Benzons, whose palatial residence moved me not to envy. This seems an idle word, but I like to record my satisfaction in a simple, unencumbered life, without state of any kind, save my pleasant relations and my good position in my own country. Mrs. Benzon asked me to come alone to dinner in the evening. First, however, I called upon Arthur Mills at Hyde Park Gardens; then upon Mrs. Ambassadress Adams, who was quite cordial; then in frantic hurry home to dress. At Benzon’s I met Robert Browning, a dear and sacred personage, dear for his own and his wife’s sake. He sat next me at table and by and by spoke very kindly of my foolish verses [65] about himself and E.B.B. I mean he spoke of them with magnanimity. Of course my present self would not publish, nor I hope write, anything of the kind, but I launched the arrow in the easy petulance of those days, more occupied with its force and polish than with its direction.
To Lady Stanley’s 5 o’clock tea, where I met her daughter Lady Amberley and Sir Samuel Baker, the explorer of the sources of the Nile. Dined with the Benzons, meeting Browning again.
Text: Laura E. Richards and Maud Howe Elliott, Julia Ward Howe, 1819–1910 (Boston, 1915), I, 265–266.
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