Went to bed, and slept dreamlessly

Lord Byron, 7th December 1813 Went to bed, and slept dreamlessly, but not refreshingly. Awoke, and up an hour before being called; but dawdled three hours in dressing. When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), – sleep, eating and swilling – buttoning and unbuttoning – how much remains of downright existence? The summer … Continue reading Went to bed, and slept dreamlessly

A door to Green Knowe: Lucy Boston, Mrs Oldknow and the past in the present

“His memory he had about him like a scarf; his thoughts a flight of starlings.” Lucy Boston quotes Rabelais on the title page of Memory in a House (1973) “…already I had realized and accepted my destiny, which was to be the temporary vessel of the consciousness of the long, unremembered life of the house.” … Continue reading A door to Green Knowe: Lucy Boston, Mrs Oldknow and the past in the present