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Emma: What are those bells?
Lord Horatio Nelson: Have you forgotten what night this is? Last of 1799; eight bells for the old year, and eight for the new. Happy New Year, darling.
Emma: Happy New Year.
Lord Horatio Nelson: The dawn of a new century.
Emma: 1800. How strange it sounds.
Lord Horatio Nelson: What a century it's been: Marlborough rode to war, and Washington crossed the Delaware. Louis XVI, and Marie Antoinette. The last of the Stuarts. Peter the Great. Voltaire. Clive of India. Bonaparte...
Emma: ...Nelson.
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Emma: ...and I forgot London, and the old ways. I was young. I healed quickly. I learned French and Italian, music and dancing. And one day, I had more than I ever dreamed of. I became his wife... Emma, Lady Hamilton.
Alan Mowbray
Extended Reading
