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“I'll have to find a score.” (February 10, 1814)

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“There had been an impressive amount of correspondence [...], the margins filled with landscapes, portraits, wildflowers – winter aconites, snowdrops, celandine, daisies – minutely and exactly drawn.” (February 24, 1814)

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“May I give you some of this poached turbot?” (February 24, 1814)

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"I've always enjoyed watching the Buccleuch Hunt." (February 24, 1814)

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“Do you remember Moore’s retreat on Corunna? … I fell asleep on horseback and woke in a ditch under three inches of snow.” (February 24, 1814)

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“It's a song I learned in Spain.” (March 28, 1814)

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