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Cornelia Sorabji
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Ruffini : Dr Antonio
'Have you read a book called Dr Antonio by Ruffini (translated fr the Italian) If not do so now if possible. We have been doing the very scenes he mentions & his descriptions are true to the smallest detail.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
Browning : unknown
'We are in the far west. The journey North was a long one – from 9 am till 6.30 I had a Browning & Thackeray, a Criminal Digest & some need to work to occupy me & so time passed less heavily than I anticipated. Dick napped & read Lytton, growling when I addressed him any remarks – he does not show to advantage when travelling. I told him so when I addressed him like a father on the subject later on.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
Thackeray : unknown
'We are in the far west. The journey North was a long one – from 9 am till 6.30 I had a Browning & Thackeray, a Criminal Digest & some need to work to occupy me & so time passed less heavily than I anticipated. Dick napped & read Lytton, growling when I addressed him any remarks – he does not show to advantage when travelling. I told him so when I addressed him like a father on the subject later on.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
: Criminal Digest
'We are in the far west. The journey North was a long one – from 9 am till 6.30 I had a Browning & Thackeray, a Criminal Digest & some need to work to occupy me & so time passed less heavily than I anticipated. Dick napped & read Lytton, growling when I addressed him any remarks – he does not show to advantage when travelling. I told him so when I addressed him like a father on the subject later on.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
Kirkham (ed.) : Reminiscences of Tennyson extracted from Cornelia's letters home
'I must let off a little steam. I am wroth beyond expression about Mr Kirkham’s cheek in publishing our letters. I did not want that to become public property. If you had seen & loved Tennyson & his belongings you would know what I feel & how anything in the nature of a Newspaper’s Interview as our own pleasant reminiscence is now reduced to – would gall one. Please don’t let any more of my letters get out. Some time hence when I am hence & personalities have ceased to be so – I will put them into a book - & if they are printed now the freshness will have departed. It was stupid of me not to have issued a Caveat long ago – but I knew you knew I was going to print ‘em some day – and I did not dream of their being printed now. However – it can’t be undone now. Don’t worry about it – only please don’t let it happen again. You could not know how I would feel about it – but you know now.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Newspaper
Walter Scott : unknown
'She announced among other things that Longfellow was her favourite poet. “Byron is nice too” she added “Especially his Elegy on the death of a mad dog.”!!! Shakespeare she has some little knowledge of – His fairies & pucks are nice – but he can’t come up to Longfellow. I nearly died with inward mirth. She vows she is going to devote herself to Literature when she grows up: but she really does appreciate good poetry – I read her some Scott one afternoon, & she understood & liked it – and then I found her an Austin-Dobson – and read her things for nearly an hour, out of his Idylls – and you should have seen how her eyes glistened as she took it all in. She expressed a wish to have something of his – and in half an hour she had mastered both the spirit & matter of “the little blue Mandarin”.
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
Austin Dobson : unknown
'She announced among other things that Longfellow was her favourite poet. “Byron is nice too” she added “Especially his Elegy on the death of a mad dog.”!!! Shakespeare she has some little knowledge of – His fairies & pucks are nice – but he can’t come up to Longfellow. I nearly died with inward mirth. She vows she is going to devote herself to Literature when she grows up: but she really does appreciate good poetry – I read her some Scott one afternoon, & she understood & liked it – and then I found her an Austin-Dobson – and read her things for nearly an hour, out of his Idylls – and you should have seen how her eyes glistened as she took it all in. She expressed a wish to have something of his – and in half an hour she had mastered both the spirit & matter of “the little blue Mandarin”.'
Century: 1850-1899 Reader/Listener/Group: Cornelia Sorabji Print: Book
: The Spectator
'The other day some people from “The Gentlewoman” came to interview me and wished to put an account if me into their paper. I hate being public property and so refused though I acknowledged their kind intentions & the compliment they had paid me. If I once give myself into the hands of such people I shall not be able to breathe without the Editorial watch being produced to count the seconds – and I can’t live with the grip of the public ranter on my poor little wrist. I shall either long for it to tighten & deteriorate in consequence, or the publicity will make me die of shyness. I talked to the good ladies (who were much astonished that anyone would refuse to be set out in their excellent magazine), but remained firm - & they had to retire with no more ink wasted on their huge mss. They brought large enough books for their notes – poor things and it was a cold day. . . The Spectator I see is one of the adverse critics on my little Urmi. They cannot understand the Indian language naturally – and I think perhaps they are a bit angry about an Indian getting into so good a Magazine. They wish “if Indians are to take a part in our literature that they would do something separate” – Bosh! What red-Tafeism – as if we contaminate their literature. They say too it is “hardly local” – because any woman might feel the same. I daresay they fancy that because Indian women are not English they can’t have any nice feelings as to their ties to their husbands or to their children. However I don’t mind for they abuse Mr Knowles in the same paper.'
