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1812.]

THE PRINCE REGENT.

125 Loft, Esq., though, if he had done for you what he has done for the Bloomfields, I should never have laughed at his rage for patronising. But a truly constituted mind will ever be independent. That you may be so is my sincere wish, and, if others think as well of your poetry as I do, you will have no cause to complain of your readers.

Believe me, etc.

239.-To Lord Holland.

June 25, 1812.

MY DEAR LORD,-I must appear very ungrateful, and have, indeed, been very negligent, but till last night I was not apprised of Lady Holland's restoration, and I shall call to-morrow to have the satisfaction, I trust, of hearing that she is well.-I hope that neither politics nor gout have assailed your Lord'ship since I last saw you, and that you also are as well as could be expected."

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The other night, at a ball, I was presented by order to our gracious Regent, who honoured me with some conversation, and professed a predilection for poetry.2-I

1. For Capell Lofft and the Bloomfields, see Letters, vol. i. p. 337, notes I and 2.

2. The ball was given in June, 1812, at Miss Johnson's (see Memoir of John Murray, vol. i. p. 212). In the words "predilec"tion for poetry" Byron probably refers to the phrase in the Regent's letter to the Duke of York (February 13, 1812): "I have no pre"dilections to indulge, no resentments to gratify." Moore, in the Twopenny Post-bag, twice fastens on the phrase. In "The Insur"rection of the Papers," a dream suggested by Lord Castlereagh's speech-"It would be impossible for His Royal Highness to dis67 engage his person from the accumulating pile of papers that 66 encompassed it "—he writes

"But, oh, the basest of defections!
His Letter about 'predilections'-
His own dear Letter, void of grace,
Now flew up in its parent's face! "

confess it was a most unexpected honour, and I thought of poor Brummell's 1 adventure, with some apprehension

And again, in the "Parody of a Celebrated Letter "—

"I am proud to declare I have no predilections,
My heart is a sieve, where some scatter'd affections
Are just danc'd about for a moment or two,

And the finer they are, the more sure to run through."

1. The grandfather of Beau Brummell, who was in business in Bury Street, St. James's, also let lodgings. One of his lodgers, Charles Jenkinson, afterwards Earl of Liverpool, obtained for his landlord's son, William Brummell, a clerkship in the Treasury. The Treasury clerk became so useful to Lord North that he obtained several lucrative offices; and, dying in 1794, left £65,000 in the hands of trustees for division among his three children. The youngest of these was George Bryan Brummell (1788-1840), the celebrated Beau.

George Brummell went from Eton to Oriel College, Oxford, where his undergraduate career is traced in "Trebeck," a character in Lister's Granby (1826). From Oxford Brummell entered the Tenth Hussars, a favourite regiment of the Prince of Wales. Well-built and wellmannered, possessed of admirable tact, witty and original in conversation, inexhaustible in good temper and good stories, a master of impudence and banter, the new cornet made himself so agreeable to the prince that, at the latter's marriage, Brummell attended him, both at St. James's and to Windsor, as a kind of chevalier d'hon"neur." In 1798 Brummell left the army with the rank of captain. A year later he came of age, and settled at 4, Chesterfield Street, Mayfair.

Ón his intimacy with the Prince Regent, Brummell founded the extraordinary position which he achieved in society. Fashion was in those days a power; and he was its dictator-the oracle, both for men and women, of taste, manners, and dress. His ascendency rested in some degree on solid foundations. He was not a mere fop, but conspicuous for the quiet neatness of his dress-for "a cer"tain exquisite propriety," as Byron described it to Leigh Hunt— and, at a time when the opposite was common, for the scrupulous cleanliness of his person and his linen. An excellent dancer, clever at vers de société, an agreeable singer, a talented artist, a judge of china, buhl, and other objects of virtù, a collector of snuff-boxes, a connoisseur in canes, he had gifts which might have raised him above the Bond Street flaneur, or the idler at Watier's Club. Wellread in a desultory fashion, he wrote verses which were not without merit in their class. The following are the first and last stanzas of The Butterfly's Funeral, a poem which was suggested by Mrs. Dorset's Peacock at Home and Roscoe's Butterfly's Ball:

"Oh ye! who so lately were blythsome and gay,
At the Butterfly's banquet carousing away;

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BEAU BRUMMELL.

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of a similar blunder. I have now great hope, in the event of Mr. Pye's 2 decease, of "warbling truth at court,"

Your feasts and your revels of pleasure are fled,

For the soul of the banquet, the Butterfly's dead!

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And here shall the daisy and violet blow,

And the lily discover her bosom of snow;

While under the leaf, in the evenings of spring,

Still mourning his friend, shall the grasshopper sing."

In the days of his prosperity (1799-1816), Brummell knew everybody to whose acquaintance he condescended. His Album, in which he collected 226 pieces of poetry, many by himself, others by celebrities of the day, is a curious proof of his popularity. It contains contributions from such persons as the Duchess of Devonshire, Erskine, Lord John Townshend, Sheridan, General Fitzpatrick, William Lamb (afterwards Lord Melbourne) and his brother George, and Byron. Lady Hester Stanhope (Memoirs, vol. i. pp. 280-283) knew him well. She describes him "riding in Bond 66 Street, with his bridle between his fore-finger and thumb, as if he "held a pinch of snuff;" gives many instances of his audacious effrontery, and yet concludes that "the man was no fool," and that she "should like to see him again."

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The story that Brummell told the Prince Regent to ring the bell was denied by him. A more probable version of the story is given in Jesse's Life of Beau Brummell (vol. i. p. 255), "that one even'ing, when Brummell and Lord Moira were engaged in earnest "conversation at Carlton House, the prince requested the former to ring the bell, and that he replied without reflection, 'Your Royal Highness is close to it,' upon which the prince rang the bell and ordered his friend's carriage, but that Lord Moira's intervention caused the unintentional liberty to be overlooked." The rupture between them is attributed by Jesse to Mrs. Fitzherbert's influence. Whatever the cause, the prince cut his former friend. A short time afterwards, Brummell, walking with Lord Alvanley, met the prince leaning on the arm of Lord Moira. As the prince, who stopped to speak to Lord Alvanley, was moving on, Brummell said to his companion, "Alvanley, who's your fat friend?" In the Twopenny Postbag Moore makes the Regent say, in the "Parody of a Celebrated "Letter 99

"Neither have I resentments, or wish there should come ill To mortal-except, now I think on it, Beau Brummell, Who threatened last year, in a superfine passion,

To cut me, and bring the old king into fashion."

Brummell's position withstood the loss of the Regent's friendship. He became one of the most frequent visitors to the Duke and Duchess of York, at Oatlands Park (Journal of T. Raikes, vol. i. p. 146); and his friendship with the duchess lasted till her death.

like Mr. Mallet of indifferent memory.-Consider, one hundred marks a year! besides the wine and the disgrace;

He was ruined by gambling at Watier's Club, of which he was perpetual president. This club, which was in Piccadilly, at the corner of Bolton Street, was originally founded, in 1807, by Lord Headfort, John Madocks, and other young men, for musical gatherings. But glees and snatches soon gave way to superlative dinners and gambling at macao. Byron, Moore, and William Spencer belonged to Watier's-the only men of letters admitted within its precincts. From 1814 to 1816 Brummell lost heavily; he could obtain no further supplies, and was completely ruined. In his distress he

wrote to Scrope Davies, in May, 1816

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"MY DEAR SCROPE,-Lend me two hundred pounds; the banks are shut, and all my money is in the three per cents. It shall "be repaid to-morrow morning.

"Yours, "GEORGE BRUMMELL."

The reply illustrates Byron's remark that "Scrope Davies is a "wit, and a man of the world, and feels as much as such a cha66 racter can do."

"MY DEAR GEORGE,-'Tis very unfortunate, but all my money "is in the three per cents.

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"Yours,

"S. DAVIES."

On May 17, obliged," says Byron (Detached Thoughts), "by "that affair of poor Meyler, who thence acquired the name of "Dick the Dandykiller'-(it was about money and debt and all "that) to retire to France," Brummell took flight to Dover, and crossed to Calais. Watier's Club died a natural death, in 1819, from the ruin of most of its members.

Amongst Brummell's effects at Chesterfield Street was a screen which he was making for the Duchess of York. The sixth panel was occupied by Byron and Napoleon, placed opposite each other; the former, surrounded with flowers, had a wasp in his throat (Jesse's Life, vol. i. p. 361). At Calais Brummell bought a French grammar to study the language. When Scrope Davies was asked, says Byron (Detached Thoughts), "what progress Brummell had "made in French, he responded that Brummell had been stopped, "like Buonaparte in Russia, by the Elements.' I have put this pun into Beppo, which is 'a fair exchange and no robbery,' for Scrope made his fortune at several dinners (as he owned himself) 'by repeating occasionally as his own some of the buffooneries with "which I had encountered him in the morning."

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Brummell died, in 1840, at Caen, after making acquaintance with the inside of the debtor's prison in that town-imbecile, and in the asylum of the Bon Sauveur. He is buried in the Protestant cemetery

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PROFESSOR CLARKE.

129 but then remorse would make me drown myself in my own butt before the year's end, or the finishing of my first dithyrambic. So that, after all, I shall not meditate our laureate's death by pen or poison.

Will you present my best respects to Lady Holland? and believe me, hers and yours very sincerely

240.-To Professor Clarke."

St. James's Street, June 26, 1812.

Will you accept my very sincere congratulations ont your second volume, wherein I have retraced some of my

of Caen. France has raised a more lasting monument to his fame in Barbey d'Aurevilly's Du Dandysme et de Georges Brummell (1845). 2. Henry James Pye (1745-1813) was, from 1790 to his death, poet laureate, in which post he succeeded Thomas Warton, and was followed by Southey. Mathias, in the Pursuits of Literature (Dialogue ii. lines 69, 70), says

"With Spartan Pye lull England to repose,
Or frighten children with Lenora's woes;

and again (ibid., lines 79, 80)—

66 Why should I faint when all with patience hear,
And laureat Pye sings more than twice a year?"

His birthday odes were so full of "vocal groves and feathered "choirs," that George Steevens broke out with the lines

"When the pie was opened," etc.

Pye's magnum opus was Alfred (1801), an epic poem in six books. 3. David Mallet, or Malloch (1705–1765), is best known for his ballad of William and Margaret, his unsubstantiated claim to the authorship of Rule, Britannia, and his edition of Bolingbroke's works. He was appointed, in 1742, under-secretary to Frederick, Prince of Wales.

4. Edward Daniel Clarke (1769-1822), appointed Professor of Mineralogy at Cambridge, in 1808, was the rival whose travels Hobhouse was anxious to anticipate. He is described by Miss Edgeworth, in 1813 (Letters, vol. i. p. 205), as "a little, square, “pale, flat-faced, good-natured-looking, fussy man, with very intel"ligent eyes, yet great credulity of countenance, and still greater "benevolence." Byron met Clarke at Cambridge in November, 1811, discussed Greece with him, and was relieved to find that he knew " no Romaic." Clarke was an indefatigable traveller, and, as he was a botanist, mineralogist, antiquary, and numismatist, he VOL. II. K

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