Harriet, Countess Granville, to her sister, Lady Carlisle, 4 June 1835:
'I am with the window open, the orange flower smelling too strong, the nightingales singing
too loud, and this in the middle of a city is very delicious. There is a beautiful passage in Mrs.
Norton's book about that, the gifts so impartially granted to all and what ought to be our
gratitude. How excellent, how beautiful I think some of her writing; but somehow or other [...]
she is not in keeping with her own opinions and feelings, and it is impossible to bind her up
with her own stories.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Harriet Countess Granville Print: Book