Memoirs of the Life of Sir Walter Scott, Bart.
Sir Walter Scott, “The Coronation,” Edinburgh Weekly Journal, 20 July 1821
“London, July 20th, 1821.
“Sir,
“I refer you to the daily papers for the details of
the great National Solemnity which we witnessed yesterday, and will hold my
promise absolved by sending a few general remarks upon what I saw, with
surprise amounting to astonishment, and which I shall never forget. It is,
indeed, impossible to conceive a ceremony more august and imposing in all its
parts, and more calculated to make the deepest impression both on the eye and
on the feelings. The most minute attention must have been bestowed to arrange
all the subordinate parts in harmony with the rest; so that, amongst so much
antiquated ceremonial, imposing singular dresses, duties, and characters
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upon persons accustomed to
move in the ordinary routine of society, nothing occurred either awkward or
ludicrous which could mar the general effect of the solemnity. Considering that
it is but one step from the sublime to the ridiculous, I own I consider it as
surprising that the whole ceremonial of the day should have passed away without
the slightest circumstance which could derange the general tone of solemn
feeling which was suited to the occasion.
“You must have heard a full account of the only
disagreeable event of the day. I mean the attempt of the misguided lady, who has lately furnished so
many topics of discussion, to intrude herself upon a ceremonial, where, not
being in her proper place, to be present in any other must have been voluntary
degradation. That matter is a fire of straw which has now burnt to the very
embers, and those who try to blow it into life again, will only blacken their
hands and noses, like mischievous children dabbling among the ashes of a
bonfire. It seems singular, that being determined to be present at all hazards,
this unfortunate personage should not have procured a Peer’s ticket,
which, I presume, would have insured her admittance. I willingly pass to
pleasanter matters.
“The effect of the scene in the Abbey was beyond
measure magnificent. Imagine long galleries stretched among the aisles of that
venerable and august pile—those which rise above the altar pealing back their
echoes to a full and magnificent choir of music—those which occupied the sides
filled even to crowding with all that Britain has of beautiful and
distinguished, and the cross-gallery most appropriately occupied by the
Westminster schoolboys, in their white surplices, many of whom might on that
day receive impressions never to be lost
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during the rest of
their lives. Imagine this, I say, and then add the spectacle upon the floor—the
altar surrounded by the Fathers of the Church—the King encircled by the
Nobility of the land and the Counsellors of his throne, and by warriors,
wearing the honoured marks of distinction bought by many a glorious danger—add
to this the rich spectacle of the aisles crowded with waving plumage, and
coronets, and caps of honour, and the sun, which brightened and saddened as if
on purpose, now beaming in full lustre on the rich and varied assemblage, and
now darting a solitary ray, which catched, as it passed, the glittering folds
of a banner, or the edge of a group of battle-axes or partizans, and then
rested full on some fair form, ‘the Cynosure of neighbouring
eyes,’ whose circlet of diamonds glistened under its influence.
Imagine all this, and then tell me if I have made my journey of four hundred
miles to little purpose. I do not love your cui
bono men, and therefore I will not be pleased if you ask
me in the damping tone of sullen philosophy, what good all this has done the
spectators? If we restrict life to its real animal wants and necessities, we
shall indeed be satisfied with ‘food, clothes, and fire;’
but Divine Providence, who widened our sources of enjoyment beyond those of the
animal creation, never meant that we should bound our wishes within such narrow
limits; and I shrewdly suspect that those non est
tanti gentlefolks only depreciate the natural and
unaffected pleasure which men like me receive from sights of splendour and
sounds of harmony, either because they would seem wiser than their simple
neighbours at the expense of being less happy, or because the mere pleasure of
the sight and sound is connected with associations of a deeper kind, to which
they are unwilling to yield themselves.
“Leaving these gentlemen to enjoy their own wisdom,
I still more pity those, if
there be any, who (being unable to detect a peg on which to hang a laugh) sneer
coldly at this solemn festival, and are rather disposed to dwell on the expense
which attends it, than on the generous feelings which it ought to awaken. The
expense, so far as it is national, has gone directly and instantly to the
encouragement of the British manufacturer and mechanic; and so far as it is
personal to the persons of rank attendant upon the Coronation, it operates as a
tax upon wealth and consideration for the benefit of poverty and industry; a
tax willingly paid by the one class, and not the less acceptable to the other,
because it adds a happy holiday to the monotony of a life of labour.
“But there were better things to reward my pilgrimage
than the mere pleasures of the eye and ear; for it was impossible, without the
deepest veneration, to behold the voluntary and solemn interchange of vows
betwixt the King and his assembled People, whilst he, on the one hand, called
God Almighty to witness his resolution to maintain their laws and privileges,
whilst they called, at the same moment, on the Divine Being, to bear witness
that they accepted him for their liege Sovereign, and pledged to him their love
and their duty. I cannot describe to you the effect produced by the solemn, yet
strange mixture of the words of Scripture, with the shouts and acclamations of
the assembled multitude, as they answered to the voice of the Prelate who
demanded of them whether they acknowledged as their Monarch the Prince who
claimed the sovereignty in their presence. It was peculiarly delightful to see
the King receive from the royal brethren, but in particular from the Duke of York, the fraternal kiss in which they
acknowledged their sovereign. There was an honest tenderness, an affectionate
and sincere reverence in the
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embrace interchanged betwixt
the Duke of York and his Majesty that approached almost to
a caress, and impressed all present with the electrical conviction, that the
nearest to the throne in blood was the nearest also in affection. I never heard
plaudits given more from the heart than those that were thundered upon the
royal brethren when they were thus pressed to each other’s bosoms,—it was
an emotion of natural kindness, which, bursting out amidst ceremonial grandeur,
found an answer in every British bosom. The King seemed much affected at this
and one or two other parts of the ceremonial, even so much so, as to excite
some alarm among those who saw him as nearly as I did. He completely recovered
himself, however, and bore (generally speaking) the fatigue of the day very
well. I learn from one near his person, that he roused himself with great
energy, even when most oppressed with heat and fatigue, when any of the more
interesting parts of the ceremony were to be performed, or when any thing-
occurred which excited his personal and immediate attention. When presiding at
the banquet amid the long line of his Nobles, he looked ‘every inch a
King;’ and nothing could exceed the grace with which he accepted
and returned the various acts of homage rendered to him in the course of that
long day.
“It was also a very gratifying spectacle to those who
think like me, to behold the Duke of
Devonshire and most of the distinguished Whig nobility assembled
round the throne on this occasion; giving an open testimony that the
differences of political opinions are only skin-deep wounds, which assume at
times an angry appearance, but have no real effect on the wholesome
constitution of the country.
“If you ask me to distinguish who bore him best, and
appeared most to sustain the character we annex to the
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assistants in such a solemnity, I have no
hesitation to name Lord Londonderry, who,
in the magnificent robes of the Garter, with the cap and high plume of the
order, walked alone, and by his fine face, and majestic person, formed an
adequate representative of the order of Edward
III., the costume of which was worn by his Lordship only. The
Duke of Wellington, with all his
laurels, moved and looked deserving the baton, which was never grasped by so
worthy a hand. The Marquis of Anglesea
showed the most exquisite grace in managing his horse, notwithstanding the want
of his limb, which he left at Waterloo. I never saw so fine a bridle-hand in my
life, and I am rather a judge of ‘noble horsemanship.’ Lord Howard’s horse was worse bitted than
those of the two former noblemen, but not so much so as to derange the ceremony
of retiring back out of the Hall.
“The Champion was performed (as of right) by young
Dymocke, a fine-looking youth, but
bearing, perhaps, a little too much the appearance of a maiden-knight to be the
challenger of the world in a King’s behalf. He threw down his gauntlet,
however, with becoming manhood, and showed as much horsemanship as the crowd of
knights and squires around him would permit to be exhibited. His armour was in
good taste, but his shield was out of all propriety, being a round rondache, or Highland target, a defensive weapon, which
it would have been impossible to use on horseback, instead of being a
three-corner’d, or heater-shield, which in time of
the tilt was suspended round the neck. Pardon this antiquarian scruple, which,
you may believe, occurred to few but myself. On the whole, this striking part
of the exhibition somewhat disappointed me, for I would have had the Champion
less embarrassed by his assistants, and at liberty to put his horse on the grand
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pas. And yet the young Lord of Scrivelsbaye looked and
behaved extremely well.
“Returning to the subject of costume, I could not but
admire what I had previously been disposed much to criticise,—I mean the fancy
dress of the Privy-Councillors, which was of white and blue satin, with
trunk-hose and mantles, after the fashion of Queen
Elizabeth’s time. Separately, so gay a garb had an odd
effect on the persons of elderly or ill-made men; but when the whole was thrown
into one general body, all these discrepancies disappeared, and you no more
observed the particular manner or appearance of an individual than you do that
of a soldier in the battalion which marches past you. The whole was so
completely harmonized in actual colouring, as well as in association with the
general mass of gay and gorgeous and antique dress which floated before the
eye, that it was next to impossible to attend to the effect of individual
figures. Yet a Scotsman will detect a Scotsman amongst the most crowded
assemblage, and I must say that the Lord
Justice-Clerk of Scotland showed to as great advantage in his
robes of Privy-Councillor as any by whom that splendid dress was worn on this
great occasion. The common Court-dress, used by the Privy-Councillors at the
last coronation, must have had a poor effect in comparison of the present,
which formed a gradation in the scale of gorgeous ornament, from the unwieldy
splendour of the heralds, who glowed like huge masses of cloth of gold and
silver, to the more chastened robes and ermine of the Peers. I must not forget
the effect produced by the Peers placing their coronets on their heads, which
was really august.
“The box assigned to the foreign Ambassadors
presented a most brilliant effect, and was perfectly in a
blaze with diamonds. When the sunshine lighted
on Prince Esterhazy, in particular, he
glimmered like a galaxy. I cannot learn positively if he had on that renowned
coat which has visited all the courts of Europe save ours, and is said to be
worth L.100,000, or some such trifle, and which costs the Prince L.100 or two
every time he puts it on, as he is sure to lose pearls to that amount. This was
a hussar dress, but splendid in the last degree, perhaps too fine for good
taste, at least it would have appeared so any where else. Beside the Prince sat
a good-humoured lass, who seemed all eyes and ears (his daughter-in-law I
believe), who wore as many diamonds as if they had been Bristol stones. An
honest Persian was also a remarkable figure, from the dogged and imperturbable
gravity with which he looked on the whole scene, without ever moving a limb or
a muscle during the space of four hours. Like Sir
Wilful Witwoud, I cannot find that your Persian is orthodox; for
if he scorned every thing else, there was a Mahometan paradise extended on his
right hand along the seats which were occupied by the Peeresses and their
daughters, which the Prophet himself might have looked on with emotion. I have
seldom seen so many elegant and beautiful girls as sat mingled among the noble
matronage of the land; and the waving plumage of feathers, which made the
universal head-dress, had the most appropriate effect in setting off their
charms.
“I must not omit that the foreigners, who are apt to
consider us as a nation en frac, and
without the usual ceremonials of dress and distinction, were utterly astonished
and delighted to see the revival of feudal dresses and feudal grandeur when the
occasion demanded it, and that in a degree of splendour which they averred they
had never seen paralleled in Europe.
“The duties of service at the Banquet, and of
attend-
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ance in general, was performed by pages drest
very elegantly in Henri Quatre coats of scarlet, with gold lace, blue sashes,
white silk hose, and white rosettes. There were also marshal’s-men for
keeping order, who wore a similar dress, but of blue, and having white sashes.
Both departments were filled up almost entirely by young gentlemen, many of
them of the very first condition, who took these menial characters to gain
admission to the show. When I saw many of my young acquaintance thus attending
upon their fathers and kinsmen, the Peers, Knights, and so forth, I could not
help thinking of Crabbe’s lines,
with a little alteration:— ’Twas schooling pride to see the menial wait, Smile on his father and receive his plate. |
It must be owned, however, that they proved but indifferent valets, and
were very apt, like the clown in the pantomime, to eat the cheer they should
have handed to their masters, and to play other tours de page, which reminded me of the caution of our
proverb ‘not to man yourself with your kin.’ The Peers, for
example, had only a cold collation, while the Aldermen of London feasted on
venison and turtle; and similar errors necessarily befell others in the
confusion of the evening. But these slight mistakes, which indeed were not
known till afterwards, had not the slightest effect on the general grandeur of
the scene.
“I did not see the procession between the Abbey and
Hall. In the morning a few voices called, Queen, Queen,
as Lord Londonderry passed, and even when
the Sovereign appeared. But these were only signals for the loud and reiterated
acclamations in which these tones of discontent were completely drowned. In the
return, no one dissonant voice intimated the least dissent from the shouts of
gratulation which poured from every quarter;
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and certainly never Monarch received a more
general welcome from his assembled subjects.
“You will have from others full accounts of the
variety of entertainments provided for John
Bull in the Parks, the River, in the Theatres, and elsewhere.
Nothing was to be seen or heard but sounds of pleasure and festivity; and
whoever saw the scene at any one spot, was convinced that the whole population
was assembled there, while others found a similar concourse of revellers in
every different point. It is computed that about five
hundred thousand people shared in the Festival in one way or another;
and you may imagine the excellent disposition by which the people were
animated, when I tell you, that, excepting a few windows broken by a small
body-guard of ragamuffins, who were in immediate attendance on the Great Lady in the morning, not the slightest
political violence occurred to disturb the general harmony—and that the
assembled populace seemed to be universally actuated by the spirit of the day,
loyalty, namely, and good humour. Nothing occurred to damp those happy
dispositions; the weather was most propitious, and the arrangements so perfect,
that no accident of any kind is reported as having taken place.—And so
concluded the coronation of George
IV., whom God long preserve.
Those who witnessed it have seen a scene calculated to raise the country in
their opinion, and to throw into the shade all scenes of similar magnificence,
from the Field of the Cloth of Gold down to the present day.
I remain, your obedient servant,
An Eyewitness.”
David Boyle, Lord Shewalton (1772-1853)
Educated at St Andrews and the University of Glasgow, he was MP for Ayrshire (1807-11)
and Lord Justice Clerk (1811-41).
Queen Caroline of Brunswick-Wolfenbüttel (1768-1821)
Married the Prince of Wales in 1795 and separated in 1796; her husband instituted
unsuccessful divorce proceedings in 1820 when she refused to surrender her rights as
queen.
George Crabbe (1754-1832)
English poet renowned for his couplet verse and gloomy depictions of country persons and
places; author of the
The Village (1783),
The
Parish Register (1807),
The Borough (1810), and
Tales of the Hall (1819).
Sir Henry Dymoke, baronet (1801-1865)
The son of John Dymoke (1764–1828), rector of Scrivelsby; he served as hereditary king's
champion at the 1821 coronation and was created baronet in 1841 when the office was
abolished.
Frederick Augustus, Duke of York (1763-1827)
He was commander-in-chief of the Army, 1798-1809, until his removal on account of the
scandal involving his mistress Mary Anne Clarke.
Henry William Paget, first marquess of Anglesey (1768-1854)
Originally Bayly, educated at Westminster and Christ Church, Oxford; he was MP
(1790-1810), commander of cavalry under Sir John Moore, lost a leg at Waterloo, and raised
to the peerage 1815; he was lord-lieutenant of Ireland (1828-29, 1830-33).
Paul Anton III, Prince Esterházy (1786-1866)
Hungarian diplomat who after the Congress of Vienna was appointed as ambassador to the
United Kingdom (1815-42); he was foreign minister (1848).
Charles William Vane, third marquess of Londonderry (1778-1854)
Originally Stewart; he was the half-brother of Lord Castlereagh, and served under Sir
John Moore and the Duke of Wellington, fighting at Talavera; was minister to Prussia (1813)
and ambassador at the Congress of Vienna (1814) and held a variety of diplomatic and court
positions.