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Observations Made In A Visit To The Tombs Of Westminster Abbey, In December. 1784,
and that husband loved her . We have a shining instance before us of conjugal feiicity , notwithstanding William ' s private temper was not the most amiable . What merit , then , is due to this accomplished Queen ! She was not so often seen in ermine , engaged in the circle , as with a skein of thread round her neck , engaged with her maids of honour at the needle . King Williambeing rather asthmaticalcould not bear the thick
, , atmosphere of London , therefore resided at Kensington . A gentleman , who personally knew him , assured me , he never slept more than one ni g ht in London , and that was his wedding night . The three sovereigns I have mentioned fill the south side of the chapel . In a press , without glass , is safely locked up William Pitt , Earl of
Chatham , dressed in the very robes and wig in which he fell in the House of Lords . He stands , the earnest orator , convincing others * being convinced himself . He raised the glory of England beyond any former minister , and in her ' s raised his own . He loved his country , and was beloved by all but his country ' s enemies . He planned with strength of thought , he executed with vigour . He gained by wisdom ,
and twenty millions of money , a great space of country : a succeeding minister , at the expence of a hundred millions , lost a greater . Heunited jarring interests , and neglected no interest but his own . By . the figure , 1 should suppose him a handsome man , of a slender construction , about five feet seven . While I contemplated the interesting personages before me , we attacked b
were y a black December storm ; which , uniting with the cobwebs of a dirty window , nearly extinguished the li ght . I could see my royal companions very little better than they could me . I seemed inclosed in a dismal prison , but did not complain ; for it is not quite so common to complain before the face of kings , as behind their backs . I was so ' rry , however , to hear a deluge of water , from a decayed roof , flow in among a number of amiable sovereigns . Why should even a distant hint be necessary to preserve so venerable an edifice , and its invaluable contents ?
On the ri ght hand of Pitt is Queen Anne , sitting in a glass case . She is as beautiful as corpulence will allow ; for no figure , very fat , can be very handsome ; and has as much good nature as a capacious face will retain . She , like her sister , understood the arts of conjiio-a ] happiness better than these of government . The same gentleman who , in 1741 , gave me the anecdote of King William , farther told me , that the niht
gsucceeding her coronation , or rather the morning , the Queen turned to the Prince her husband , with a smile , " George , will you go to rest ? " The Prince , joyous with his company , on that most joyous occasion , replied , in the same strain , " No , Madam ; how dare I go to bed to in } ' sovereign ? I am now only your subject , and , like other subjects , am under the command of my prince . " " Wiry then , George , I command you to come to bed . " Her reign was torn with parties ; nor is it surprising , she should favour a brother in preference to a stranger .
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Observations Made In A Visit To The Tombs Of Westminster Abbey, In December. 1784,
and that husband loved her . We have a shining instance before us of conjugal feiicity , notwithstanding William ' s private temper was not the most amiable . What merit , then , is due to this accomplished Queen ! She was not so often seen in ermine , engaged in the circle , as with a skein of thread round her neck , engaged with her maids of honour at the needle . King Williambeing rather asthmaticalcould not bear the thick
, , atmosphere of London , therefore resided at Kensington . A gentleman , who personally knew him , assured me , he never slept more than one ni g ht in London , and that was his wedding night . The three sovereigns I have mentioned fill the south side of the chapel . In a press , without glass , is safely locked up William Pitt , Earl of
Chatham , dressed in the very robes and wig in which he fell in the House of Lords . He stands , the earnest orator , convincing others * being convinced himself . He raised the glory of England beyond any former minister , and in her ' s raised his own . He loved his country , and was beloved by all but his country ' s enemies . He planned with strength of thought , he executed with vigour . He gained by wisdom ,
and twenty millions of money , a great space of country : a succeeding minister , at the expence of a hundred millions , lost a greater . Heunited jarring interests , and neglected no interest but his own . By . the figure , 1 should suppose him a handsome man , of a slender construction , about five feet seven . While I contemplated the interesting personages before me , we attacked b
were y a black December storm ; which , uniting with the cobwebs of a dirty window , nearly extinguished the li ght . I could see my royal companions very little better than they could me . I seemed inclosed in a dismal prison , but did not complain ; for it is not quite so common to complain before the face of kings , as behind their backs . I was so ' rry , however , to hear a deluge of water , from a decayed roof , flow in among a number of amiable sovereigns . Why should even a distant hint be necessary to preserve so venerable an edifice , and its invaluable contents ?
On the ri ght hand of Pitt is Queen Anne , sitting in a glass case . She is as beautiful as corpulence will allow ; for no figure , very fat , can be very handsome ; and has as much good nature as a capacious face will retain . She , like her sister , understood the arts of conjiio-a ] happiness better than these of government . The same gentleman who , in 1741 , gave me the anecdote of King William , farther told me , that the niht
gsucceeding her coronation , or rather the morning , the Queen turned to the Prince her husband , with a smile , " George , will you go to rest ? " The Prince , joyous with his company , on that most joyous occasion , replied , in the same strain , " No , Madam ; how dare I go to bed to in } ' sovereign ? I am now only your subject , and , like other subjects , am under the command of my prince . " " Wiry then , George , I command you to come to bed . " Her reign was torn with parties ; nor is it surprising , she should favour a brother in preference to a stranger .