The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1885-03-21
BYRON AND LADY CAROLINE LAMB
The Story of Their Friendship as Told by
the Newly Published Byron Letters.

The Story of Their Friendship as Told by |
the Newly Published Byron Letters.
From the FortniyhtIy Reoie,c.
Lady Caroline Lamb, who loved Byron
SO madly, and on whom he had ex-
pended one of his fierce episodes of pas
sion, was in her ardent nature and er-
ratio genius much better suited to his
tastes, and yet it had not taken him long
to tire of her, beautiful as she had been.
And were ever such bitter and cruel
words addressed to a wronged WON III,
even though she had herself been fear
fully to blame in the matter, as those
sent by Byron to this poor creature, who
had sent him IA last touching appeal to
remember her? He wrote:
Remember you! remember you! Until
the waters Of Lethe have flowed over
the burning torrent of your existence,
shame and rernorse will Cry i'll your ears,
aud pursue you with the delirium OF
fever. Remember you! Do not doubt 1t;
| will remember. And your husband
will also remember you. Neither Of us
can ever iulgeL you. 10 HIM you nave
uc.u All untaithiul vile. and To me-a
devil!
changed her love to hate, for she was
his relentless enemy for many years.
But one day the great poet died IN
Greece the death of a hero. His body
Was taken ba TX to England for burial
aud Caroline LlInu stood AT her windo"
and saw the procession go by The co1fll
WAS followed 10y dog howliny plte
uusly. Caroline uttered heartrend
ing cry aud sunk TO the floor insensible
They IaIsed her and placed her III he
ued, from which she never rose. oh'
was boz ue from it to her grave. Sucl
, was the devotion which his fatal Seaut.
and fascination won from women, iron
= many women, i'll his brei life.
1t has been thought by some that, hat
Byron had the good fortune to meet hi
latest love, tue Countess GuicciOli, i
: his youth, all his stormy life might hav
" been changed and redeemed. Howeve
this may be, she seems, as far as we ca
Judge OF her, to have been more liksnn-
- be poets ono great leve tharpoet's
ir the others who tor time h'yiited aud
n dering fancy. Beautiinn, what more
h widest dream, Yong nature demand!
,r passionately drgloom of the convent,
10 could evePhe organ, the clouds OF ill
ir Ed4e waxen tapers burning at the |
As TOT the Virgin, the litanies of the |
'nuns-all this had filled her mind with |
the poetry OF the cioister, and with that
mystic and indetiuable love which at the
first contact with the world was ready
to change into violent passion when
it should meet with ali object upon
which to fix itself" Married us soon IS
she left the convent to man selected by
her parents, whom she had barely seen,
and who was old enough to be her father
she was ut the time Byron first saw her
a melancholy and unhappy woman,
much given to the reading of poetry
and of the immoral novels IF that time
aud place.
That she should love Byron at first
sight was inevitable, and the tragedy
that followed was almost As inevitable.
She herself thus describes her first ac
quaintancs with him: His noble and
sxquisitely beautiful eoun.eusncs, the
toue OF his voice, hls manners, the thous-I
aud entertainments that surrounded hi,
| rendered HIM SO different and 30 suJl-
Tor a being to any by whom l was sur
| rounded Or had hitherto seen that i ""'
impossible he should not have LII 'ne
most profound impression upon me-
From that evening, ~ Wins ~
my Subsequent > ~ ''"''e' We "'
| >, .InoSt the Gully SlImpstS
every day. =,
ppiness winch b. ron ever
| lame from thus irregular con
enjpyr