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    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-11-14

    14 November, 1784
    Rocca Sorrentina

    My mind is much relieved. I never would have believed it possible, but I think I can be quite pleased with what lays ahead for Gabriel and myself. Of course, it is still possible I have reached a false conclusion regarding my current condition,...

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    A Virtual Letter From Mrs. Piozzi Her Husband


    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-11-10

    10 November, 1784

    Rocca Sorrentina,

    My dearest Love, Master of My Heart and Mind,

    I write to you bereft. Though you have not yet been gone from here even twenty-four hours, I find myself suffering as though you were lost to me forever. I do hope you have arrived safely...

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    As the Legend goes, Lord Nelson, who died on the deck of HMS Victory, shot by a member of Le Troupes de marine, French Marine with a .69 caller round fired from an opposing ships mast, Nelson, on deck, in his full dress uniform, with all his...

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    From The Virtual Diary of Mrs. Piozzi


    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-10-30

    1784, 30 October

    It cannot possibly be as I fear. Yes, Gabriel and I are newlyweds, but still! Surely, I am far too old for such concerns. Gabriel insists that I see the local doctor. I have heard the man is quite learned, but one has to wonder what qualifies for learning on an island...

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    From The Virtual Diary of Fanny Burney


    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-10-26

    1786, October 26

    And to think there was a time after the incidents with those two men whose names will not here be mentioned again, the departure for Italy of my friend, Hester, and the loss of dear Dr. Johnson, when I believed I might become a recluse! Now, I find myself traveling!...

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    November of 1785

    Beloved Friend,

    Your letters are ever wonderful as they are both agreeable in their timing and a tonic for my mind which I confess is somewhat unsettled as the days grow short and the skies over The Haven gray as the harvest comes to a close and the workers scurry...

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    1785, 23 November

    Dearest and Most Treasured of Friends, Lorsagne,

    It has been so long since I have seen your face and heard your laugh, somehow both lilting and wry at the same instance. I do hope all is well with you and yours. As well at least as it possibly can be under the...

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    From The Virtual Diary of Fanny Burney


    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-10-22

    1784, 20 October

    Home! I nearly fell to the ground and wept, so overcome was I with the emotion of a return to England after so many months abroad. Father, who traveled with me, had to steady my knees and my nerve by taking hold my arm as we disembarked the ship at Dover. Having never...

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    1784, 14 October

    My most beloved friend and sister, Susan,

    I write to you from la dolce, Roma, where I have passed several pleasant days in the company of our dear father. He is understandably pleased with himself on the occasion of this commission from the Vatican. Father has...

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    From The Virtual Diary of Mrs. Piozzi


    By Stephanie Mesler, 2014-10-14

    14 October 1784

    Rocca Sorrentina, Italy

    Gabriel and I arrived by boat three days since. The journey was exhausting and already I am abandoned by my spouse. He is off to Milan where there is to be a new opera house. Gabriel hopes to find employment there. Given the difficulties...

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