In the canon
Memoirs of My Life
- Form
- Form Autobiography
- Year
- Year 1796
- Pages
- Pages 220
It was night, the twenty-seventh of June 1787, when Edward Gibbon laid down his pen in a summer-house at Lausanne, stepped out into a covered walk of acacias above the lake and the mountains, and found his joy sobered by the parting with an old and agreeable companion. He wrote that scene himself, and it is what the book is for: how a life becomes a work.
that the idea of writing the decline and fall of the city first started to my mind.
The blurb, the gist, the why of the day and the work itself are in the app. The first button needs it on this device; the second gets it there.