“Everything around me is evaporating […] My past is everything I failed to be.”
A hermit’s best companion. (S)he (?) comes in, sits in silence for a while, goes away.
How on earth did he leap up through the bars?
“Rejected Addresses” supposedly submitted by authors of the time on occasion of the opening of Drury Lane Theatre, by James and Horace Smith. https://archive.org/details/rejectedaddresse00smitiala
Prices and opening hours: http://www.patrimonionacional.es/en/real-sitio/palacios/8281
Dual-language edition: https://books.google.es/books?id=RlL1CIXDhCUC&pg=PA3&lpg=PA3#v=onepage&q&f=false