William Allingham’s diary, 1882

H. and I to Blackdown. A. T. in study. H. tries to sketch him, but he wont. * You're staring at me — I can't bear it ! He's keeping me in talk, it's a plot ! I hate…

Lord Houghton struck with paralysis at Athens — gone, I fear.

Visit Hook, R.A. — friendly and jocular.

Splendid day. Sat in Study with open window and wrote for P.M.G. ' Foot-paths.' To-night hear nightingale for first time. Newspapers — Death of Darwin.

Murder of Lord F. Cavendish and Mr. Burke in the Phoenix Park. O wretched country !

Storm of wind, trees blown down. Hear of serious illness, then of the death of Emerson — eighty next month — a calm happy truly philosophic life. No grief, scarcely…

Walking with William Morris from the Society of Arts to Bloomsbury last Friday, we talked, among other things, of believing or not believing in a God, and he said '…

To Southampton [British Association].