Cæsar is a very dangerous person to engage with, whatever ground he takes! His desperate pas de charge is sure to be borne out by the consciousness of his old “veni, vidi, vici;” and “aut Cæsar, aut nihil!” turns out in the end, to be a very discreet determination; Cæsar must therefore (to borrow his own favourite image), “like the bull in the china shop, have it all his own way.” So much for Cæsar! Now for the Lord-Lieutenant.
Lady Morgan assures His Excellency that Mr. Bate will feel himself overpaid by an acceptance of his sketch of the Pearl, and by an approbation so flattering; to offer any other remuneration would wound rather than gratify the feelings of the venerable artist. Mr. Bate is an eminent enameller, and should His Excellency ever desire to bequeath to posterity one of the “thousand and one” beauties of his own private collection, after the manner of Charles II., or Louis XIV., some little order to eternize eyes that once conquered the conqueror, will faire les délices of one of the best artists in his line, that England has produced. With respect to the couleur de rose passage, in Lord Anglesey’s note! Should it really be the intention of His Excellency to honour the thatched roof of an Irish cabin with his presence, the mistress is ready to receive him with that hearty
Cead mille falthae, |
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