The Sunday herald. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1866-1887, 1885-03-29
BYRON AND LADY CAROLINE LAMB.
The Story Of Their Frlendship as Told by the Newly
Published Byron Letters.

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Lady Caroline Lamb, who loved Byron so madly,
and on whom he had expended one OF his fierce cpl
sodes OF passion, was in her ardent nature and ell
ratio genius much better suited 10 his tastes and vet
il had not taken him long to lire Of her, beautiful as
she had been. And were ever such bitter and cruel
words addressed TO a wronged woman, even though
she had herself been fearfuly 10 blame In the mat
ter, as those sent by Byron TO this poor creature,
who had sent him last touching appeal to remem
dReniember youl remember you! Until the
waters OF Letho have flowed over the burning tor
rent OF your existence, shame and remorsc vii! cry
In your ears, and pursue you with the dellriurn OF
fever. Remember youl Do not doubt It; | will re-
member. And your husband VIII also remem-
you have been 0n unfaithful wife, and TO me-a
devili"
Terrible words which apparently changed her
many years. But one day the great poet died in
Greece the death Of q hero. Ills body was taken
back 10 England for burial, and Caroline Lamb stood
at her window and saw the procession 20 by. The
conln was followed by dog bowling piteously.
Caroline uttered heart-rcnding cry and sunk to the
moor insensblc. They raised her and placed her in
bed, from which she never rose. she was borne
from 1t TO her grave. Such was the devotion which
his fatal beauty and fascination won from women,
from many women, In his brief life. 1t has been
thought by some that had Byron had the good for
tune TO meet his latest love, the Countess Guiccioli
In his youth all his stormy life might have been
changed and redeemed. However this may be, she
seems as far rs we can judge Of her, TO have been
the others who for time held his wandering fancy
Beautiful as poet widest dreams, young, ardent,
gHd ana pns devoted to him.
demand! " Educated IN the gloom of the
convent, the notes OF the organ, the clouds OF
incense, the waxcn apcrs burning o, the feet OF the
Virgin, the tanes of the nuns-all this had ned
her mind with the poetry OF the clostcr, and with
that mystic and indennablc love which at the first
contact with the world was ready to change into
violent passion when It should meet with an object
upon which to FIX itself.n Married AS soon as she
left the convent to man selected by her parents,
whom she had barely seen, and who was old enough
TO he her father, she was at the time Byron first saw
her melancholy and unhappy woman, much given
to the reading OF poetry and of the immoral novels
OF that time and 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 acquaintance with him: Ellis
noble aud eNqulscly beautiful Countenancc, the
tone OF his voice, his manners, the thousand enchan
ments that surrounded him, rendered him 40 differ
ent and 80 superior being TO any by whom was
surrounded or had hitherto seen that II was mposs-
bile he should not have left the most profound i'm
preston upon me. From that evening, during the
whole OF my subsequent stay at Venice, we met
every day." Almost the only gmpses of quiet
happiness which byron ever enjoyed came from this
irregular connection.