Excerpt from Classical (Imaginary) Conversations: Greek, Roman, Modern Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Almost too beautiful, at times to obscurity. Landor is overfond of a couple notes (the evils of tyranny, for instance), but I forgive him everything. To watch Diogenes castigate Plato for preaching nonsense is a delight I had not imagined this world would offer me, and the romance between Aesop and Rhodope accumulates enormous force almost behind your back.