Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Artifact 3:

A picture of my first and only wife, Annabelle Milbanke, we had only one child together, Augusta Ada Byron. The marriage was unhappy, so we separated only a few months later. I also, had a few affairs on her. Which, I apologize for.  I did love her. And, she was beautiful, look at the picture!

"Portrait Miniature of Anne Isabella (Annabella) Milbanke by George Hayter, 1812." English History. Web. 22 Mar 2011. <http://englishhistory.net/byron/images/annabella.jpg>.
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3 comments:

  1. Jane AustenApril 19, 2011 at 2:48 PM

    Such fragility then, but not outrageous thus be the idea of love, yet found to be no more than mere infatuation of which the heart cannot satisfy yet with an impervious temptation of longing far gone. Be it so then that affairs of the heart are never fullfilled, but are strained to be hopeless adolescence gone astray. With free-spirit and good-nature, that is.

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  2. Francisco GoyaMay 1, 2011 at 6:36 PM

    Don't be so hard on him. From experience I can tell you that while in the beginning while things may seem like they are meant to be, it may turn out that both sides end up reaching the same conclusion that things just...were not. But hey, on the bright side he did love her.

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  3. Lord ByronMay 2, 2011 at 8:10 PM

    I did love her! But neither of us were happy!

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