I was prepared to set off for London, when a better account arrived from Dr. Bond. I think you mistake Bond’s character in supposing he could be influenced by partridges. He is a man of very independent mind, with whom pheasants at least, or perhaps turkeys, are necessary.
Nothing can be more disgusting than an Oratorio. How
absurd, to see five hundred people fiddling like madmen about the Israelites in
the Red Sea! Lord Morpeth pretends to say
he was pleased, but I see a great change in him since the music-meeting. Pray
tell Luttrell he did wrong not to come
to the music. It tired me to death; it would have pleased him. He
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