Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 63, No. 390, April, 1848Various
History
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 63, No. 390, April, 1848
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
The King left but few recollections, and those negative. He had not
connected himself with the feelings of the country; he had not
patronised the fine arts, nor protected literature. He was wholly
devoted to continental politics, and had adhered to some continental
habits, which increased his unpopularity with the graver portion of the
people of England.
In 1763 Lord Hardwicke’s health began visibly to give way. He had lost
his wife, and had lost his old friend the Duke of Newcastle. Death was
every where among the circle of those distinguished persons who had been
the companions of his active days. He had great comfort, however, in
that highest of comforts to old age, the distinctions and talents of his
sons, who had all risen into public rank. But the common fate of all
mankind had now come upon him; and on the 6th of March he breathed his
last. “Serene and composed, I saw him in his last moments, and he looked
like an innocent child in its nurse’s arms,” is the note of his son. He
was seventy-four. His remains were interred in the parish church of
Wimpole.
The peerage and estates still continue in the family, and are now
represented by the estimable and intelligent son of the late Admiral Sir
Joseph Yorke. On the death of the Chancellor’s eldest son, who had
succeeded to the title, the eldest son of Mr Charles Yorke became Lord
Hardwicke. This nobleman, who was remarkable for scholarship and
refinement of taste, had held the anxious office of Lord Lieutenant of
Ireland in the year of the Rebellion 1798. His son, Lord Royston, a very
accomplished person, being lost by shipwreck in the seas, the son of the
well-known admiral, who had been so unhappily killed by a flash of
lightning in a boat off Portsmouth, became the heir.
It is in the history of men like Lord Hardwicke that England justly
prides herself. Here is an instance of the prizes which lie before the
vigour, talents, and principles of her great men. The son of a country
solicitor rises to the highest rank of a subject, forces his way through
all the obstacles of narrow means, professional prejudice, learned
difficulty, and humble birth; takes his place among the first ranks of
the aristocracy, guides the law, shares in the first influence of the
state, is the pillar of government, and chief councillor of his king;
accumulates a vast fortune, becomes master of magnificent estates, and
founds a family holding in succession distinguished offices in church
and state, and still forming a portion of the nobility of England. And
all this was done by the talents of a single individual. Long may the
constitution live which offers such triumphs to integrity and learning,
and glory be to the country which has such men, and fixes her especial
renown on their fame!
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