predecessors.” I go a great way in thinking with Stengelius; for this
worthy Abbot built the Monks a “good supper-room, two dormitories, a
sort of hospital for the sick, and a LIBRARY, with an abundant stock
of new books. Also a sacristy, furnished with most costly robes, &c.
Monasteriologia; sign. A. It was doubtless the BIBLIOTHECA
WOLFRADTIANA in which I tarried—as above described—with equal
pleasure and profit.
[93] See vol. ii. p. 199.
[94] This I presume to be the “spurious”
Birmingham edition, which is
noticed by Steevens in the
Edit. Shakspeare, 1813. 8vo. vol.
ii. p. 151.
[95] They were both secured. One copy is now
in the ALTHORP LIBRARY, and
the other in that of Mr. Heber.
[96] On the very night of my arrival at Lintz, late
as it was, I wrote a
letter to the Abbot, or head
of the monastery, addressed thus—as the
Professor had written it down:
“Ad Reverendissimum Dominum Anselmum
Mayerhoffer inclyti Monasterii
Cremifanensis Abbatem vigilantissimum
Cremifanum.”
This was enclosed in a letter to the Professor
himself with the following
direction: “Ad Rev. Dm. Udalricum
Hartenschneider Professum
Monasterij Cremifanensis et Historiae ibidem
Professorem publicum.
Cremifanum:” the Professor having put
into
my hands the following written
memorandum: “Pro commutandis—quos
designasti in Bibliotheca
nostra, libris—primo Abbatem adire, aut
litteris saltem interrogare
necesse est: quas, si tibi placuerit, ad
me dirigere poteris.”
[Autograph]
This he wrote with extreme rapidity. In my letter, I repeated the offer about the Monasticon; with the addition of about a dozen napoleons for the early printed books above mentioned; requesting to have an answer, poste restante, at Vienna. No answer has since reached me. The Abbot should seem to have preferred Statius to Dugdale. [But his Statius NOW has declined wofully in pecuniary worth: while the Dugdale, in its newly edited form, has risen threefold.]
LETTER IX.
THE MONASTERIES OF ST. FLORIAN, MOeLK, AND GOeTTWIC.
Vienna; Hotel of the Emperor of Hungary, Aug. 31, 1818.
MY DEAR FRIEND;
Give me your heartiest congratulations; for I have reached, and am well lodged at, the extreme limit of my “BIBLIOGRAPHICAL, ANTIQUARIAN, AND PICTURESQUE TOUR.” Behold me, therefore, at VIENNA, the capital of Austria: once the abode of mighty monarchs and renowned chieftains: and the scene probably of more political vicissitudes than any other capital in Europe. The ferocious Turk, the subtle Italian, and the impetuous Frenchman, have each claimed Vienna as their place of residence by right of conquest; and its ramparts have been probably battered by more bullets and balls than were ever discharged at any other fortified metropolis.