I gossip on to you, dearest dear Miss Mitford, as if you were in gossiping humour.

Believe that my tender thoughts, deeper than any said, are with you always.
Robert's love with that of your attached BA.
We go on the 22nd of this month.

You have seen Mr.Chorley's book, I daresay, which I should like much to see.
* * * * * _To Miss Browning_ Casa Guidi: Thursday, [end of May 1854].
My dearest Sarianna,--I am delighted to say that we have arrived, and see our dear Florence, the queen of Italy, after all.

On the road I said to Penini, 'Make a poem about Florence.' Without a moment's hesitation he began, 'Florence is more pretty of all.

Florence is a beauty.
Florence was born first, and then Rome was born.