excerpt from 'Letter from Lady Sarah Spencer to her brother, the Hon. Robert Spencer, 8 July 1809' pp. 75 (75 words)
excerpt from 'Letter from Lady Sarah Spencer to her brother, the Hon. Robert Spencer, 8 July 1809' pp. 75 (75 words)
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Friday morning was all taken up with masters, and what with singing myself hoarse and drawing myself blind, and listening to Gin’s twanging and strumming her passages on the harp and piano till I was near deaf, I got finely tired by four o’clock, and settled myself on a great chair in my salon, reading “The Shipwreck,” a poem you perhaps know, by Falconer, a sailor, which I had long wished to read. |
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